Many things have changed over the past few years. I've lived in 3 different states, made a TON of plans (most of which never happened), made even more mistakes (which I wish hadn't happened), and grew up a lot (which I'm grateful happened).
I'm back in southern Utah, something I said would NEVER happen, that if I ever came back to Utah, I would have to live in Salt Lake. And I did for, almost, two wonderful years. What made me come back down here? Love. I have an adorable niece (now almost a year and a half old) that I couldn't bear to be so far away from.
As far as work, I was set on working my way up the hotel chain. When I was in Salt Lake, I spent a lot of time, sweat and tears working insane hours in as many departments as possible. I wanted to be a central part of the hotel, I wanted them to NEED me. And they did. It was an incredibly hard decision to leave. But I left with the intent of working for my GM again, once he moved back to St. George himself. I just needed to find work to last until then....
That's what the plan was, at least. I didn't plan on finding something that I loved so much, that when I tried to return to hotels, it didn't even come close to stacking up.
I work at a residential treatment center for at-risk youth, from ages 12-18. I'm a "direct-care" staff for 12 girls on campus, Monday-Friday. In a lot of ways, I'm just seen as a babysitter and in the most general sense, I guess I am. But there's so much more to it than that, which will need it's own post, or several.
After completely neglecting this blog, for several years, I decided to get back into it. Even if only to have my memories and thoughts to look back on. We'll see how it goes this time around!
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