Blast from the Past

Today I ran into one of my favorite teenagers in the world. This summer, I was asked to be a "big sister" on our stake Pioneer Trek. Each family had a Ma and Pa, and a third adult leader just to help. I got to be that third leader. It was so much fun and I had an amazing family. Nate was one of the brothers in my family, and the one I really got close to. Today I ran into him while I was at my parents' ward and it pretty much made my day. Just like he did on Trek, today he lit up my day

Then, if running into Nate wasn't enough, I had a great blast from the past. I attended my cousin's baby's blessing, and the bishop of her ward was one of my two favorite Seminary teachers (and I had seven). By far, he was the teacher of my favorite class. Let me explain...

My high school had the biggest seminary in the church. Seminary was taught by at least seven or eight teachers all eight periods, so the odds of being in a class with a close friend are next to nothing. This class defied the odds, and many people had close friends in the class. My best friend was in this class with me. On the first day when Brother Anderson walked in and we were all talking, he knew this class would be a great one, and it was.

Teachers would walk into our classroom, and even if they didn’t mention it to us then, Brother Anderson would hear how different our class felt. There was just something amazing about our class. We would win the competitions among all the classes, and that definitely helped our unity. Slowly, we came up with a name for our class... "Brother Anderson's 2nd Period Celestial AP Seminary Class of Love." Each part has an inside joke to go with it.

Even after we weren’t in the same class, we still did things together, the most eventful thing being our “reunion” a year later. We got as many as we could back together, including Brother Anderson, and went down to Temple Square to see The Testaments. It was so fun to see everyone again. We definitely weren’t the normal class, and I don’t even hesitate to say that we were amazing...no one does. :) Seeing Brother Anderson again today was awesome. It was seven years ago that I was in this class, and he still knew exactly who I was. It's definitely amazing to run into someone who had such a big influence on my life.