At 19 years old, I am currently living in Bountiful, Utah, with my parents and Pizzy, of course, working at Express in the Gateway, and eagerly awaiting the beginning of my second year of collegiate academia. In ten days I will resume my education at the U (thank God!!), and my life will resume its usual amount of choas. Until then, I am thinking about where I am now.
The late teen years often become a time where people begin to wonder WHO AM I? Following which, some may embark on a European adventure, go on a reality show, get married, become a fan of heavy drinking and promiscuity, join the college party scene, step into the "real world", or engage in any other type of soul-searching adventure. I, however, am not in search of my soul or in need of finding myself. If I want to do that, all I have to do is glance in a mirror. I know who I am; I'm Jetta.
Yes, Jetta is my name, but it is also my persona and carries more with it than just a few letters. My name is my family, my bestfriends, my boyfriend, my hobbies, my work, my academic life, things I hate, things I love, things I own, my dreams, my goals, my accomplishments, and my failures. Jetta is frugal, hard-working, and studies A TON. She spends the most time with Griffers, her parents, and Lindsay and Anne. Oh, and her co-workers. She doesn't think her parents realize how much it means to her that they make dinner for her and plan it around her schedule. She loves sandwiches. She snuggles with Mo in the morning. She drinks iced coffee in the summer and hot lattes in the winter. School is her number one priority and she has opinions and goals. This is Jetta.
I love this! Powerful. I love you Jetta, you've always had a soft spot in my heart, ever since you were tiny and my mom would babysit you, sometimes you would get so frustrated you would hold your breath till you turned blue. Lucky for my mom those times were few and far between. Then the days when after ballet I would walk to your house twice a week and play with you till your mom got home. I remember you being so particular about what you chose to wear. You could play with my hair all day or until I got a headache. You were the little siss I never had....good times. I'm happy to see you so confident with a good head on your shoulders. I can't wait to see what the future brings for you!
ReplyDeleteJam thank you so much! You were always the older sister I never had! I remember writing you letters and teasing you about your boyfriends haha and I thought it was so cool you were a cheerleader and you could go to high school dances! I suppose dealing with me was good practice for raising your adorable little "girlie girls" :) (Your mom ALWAYS says that and I love it!) Love you!
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