Grow up? Me?

So...you know how I'm only 18 and I've only been in Relief Society for about 2 months? Well, guess who gets to teach the lesson in Relief Society on THIS Sunday? That would be me. Yikes! One of the counselors in the Relief Society called me on Tuesday and asked me to teach for her while she and her kids head out on a quick trip to Oregon. The topic? Spiritual health. (Thank goodness it isn't some complicated, doctrine heavy lesson!) On the phone, she asked me, "does that make you nervous?" to which I answered, "not yet!" Seeing as how it's Thursday and I don't have much yet, I am starting to get a little nervous [insert laughter here]. I'm actually kind of excited though. Crazy right? I sincerely hope that when I teach, I don't offend anyone. I'm starting to feel a little more empathy for my mom when she gets worried about her young women lessons. Except for I'm an 18 year-old teaching a group of Relief Society sisters that are older and wiser than I am. Really though, I am a little excited. I'll let y'all know how it goes :).
Speaking of nervous and teaching, I had the amazing opportunity to go on splits with the sister missionaries last night! I absolutely loved it. We were able to help a family move their furniture back into their house after getting new carpet, after which one of the sisters proclaimed that we were just as good as the elders, and I added that we were just as buff too ;). The most amazing thing, for me anyways, was our second appointment. As far as appointments go, it was basically a disaster, but I realized just how grateful for my testimony I am. As I shared with the family how happy I get when I read the Book of Mormon, I almost started crying. True happiness really does come from the gospel, I promise. I still don't know about a mission yet, but I loved every second of my experience.
In other news...I got my BYU student ID yesterday, making my student-ment official! It wasn't too bad of a picture, if I say so myself. It could have been a lot worse. And today I bought the last of my books! Move out is in 28 days, and I get more excited by the minute. Except for when I think about how I'm going to make it from one end of campus to the other in less than 10 minutes and still be on time to class (I was an absolute stickler about being on time to class during high school. Fortunately I kind of relaxed my senior year, and I was even tardy a few times. Gasp! It usually wasn't marked though :D). And except for the fact that this week at BYU all of the ballroom professionals are at BYU and my bulldogs are busy learning crazy cool stuff. I miss that. Don't worry though, I'm excited about my classes and dancing and my roomates (one of which I met yesterday!) and living on my own and all that good stuff. It's the beginning of an adventure!!

Love, Racquel

P.S. I promise my next post will have pictures. Posts are better with pictures, right? Right. I knew you'd say that ;).