TERI

I’ve never been very good with introductions, so I will do my best here. My name is Teri, and as of now, I’m twenty-six years old, and I’m the oldest out of three kids. I grew up mainly in Orem, Utah, but my family moved to Heber right before my sophomore year of high school, so I graduated as a Wasatch Wasp. I claim Orem more than I do Heber, because I lived there longer, and most of my friends that I’ve kept over the years are from Orem. Since then I’ve moved around a bit, mostly staying in Utah County, but dabbling in Salt Lake County and Wasatch County. I’m currently attending school at UVU, majoring in Behavioral Science with a minor in Family Studies. I love the outdoors. I’m definitely not an adrenaline junkie, but I do love adventures. I like trying new things, although I’m typically hesitant at doing so. Hiking is a favorite family pastime, and I look forward to the warm weather each year so that we can plan our yearly, family hiking trips. I also enjoy rock climbing and ice climbing, but I consider them more of a leisurely hobby. I love building things, and working with my hands. I will admit, I tend to jump from hobby to hobby, quickly becoming bored of one, and moving on to another. But I go back to each one after a period of time. Watercolor for one month, Pyrography for another, which then leads to making hemp bracelets, or refinishing furniture. I love baseball, and I’m a diehard Boston Red Sox fan. I enjoy reading when I have the time, but tend to enjoy realistic fiction, bibliographies, and non-fiction crime books. I love psychology, and anything that has to do with it. I like purchasing Native American Paraphernalia, and I collect sand from places I’ve hiked to, or beaches I’ve visited. I love the ocean, but I also love the mountains, and so someday living in a place that has both would be lovely.

          Some short background history about myself; again, I’m the oldest of three children, and the oldest grandchild, on both sides of our families. My father grew up a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and my mother became a convert in her teenage years. I am a Mormon, and a practicing Mormon, at that. I don’t wish to “label” myself, but being a member of the LDS church is a very big part of my life, and it is important to me. I have not always been an active member of the church. In fact, out of my twenty-six years of being alive on this earth, it’s safe for me to say that most of my life I have been inactive. I have a strong testimony of the church, and it will be something I talk about in this blog, as well as my journey in becoming the person I am today.

            Now, I feel like I should explain why I’m starting my portion of this blog. I will be the first to admit I was never, ever, planning on writing a blog. I’m not one to openly talk about myself, my situations, or even my thoughts and beliefs to those I am not close to (And when I say close, I can count on one hand the few people I open up to). And to be honest, I really am not sure what I’m going to write about going forward. My sister and I both had a simple thought; a prompting, that we should start a blog, and the idea has both manifested itself and blossomed from there. So in this blog, I feel that we may both share our ideas, hopes, and dreams, but also share our stories, past, present, and ones we may have in the future. These stories may be intertwined, as we have shared our journeys as sisters; as friends, but they will also be separate, as we have traveled on paths of our own. By sharing the stories of our lives, we hope that by doing so, we may touch the lives of those that read them.