{"id":871,"date":"2016-03-14T21:49:52","date_gmt":"2016-03-15T04:49:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/?p=871"},"modified":"2016-03-14T21:49:52","modified_gmt":"2016-03-15T04:49:52","slug":"becoming-a-sun-devil","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/emmaletters.com\/becoming-a-sun-devil\/","title":{"rendered":"becoming a sun devil"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I was born to bleed blue. Cougar blue. \u00a0Rise and Shout, the cougars are out! \u00a0And I will always bleed blue. \u00a0I think.<\/p>\n

When deciding to take our jobs and stay in Arizona, I kept thinking… what will I tell my kids? \u00a0I always imagined our first child being born up at BYU, and buying her or him all of the little BYU outfits and brainwashing our children to all go to BYU because it’s the best university in the world. My parents both graduated from BYU, Dallin’s parents both graduated from BYU, and Dallin graduated from BYU.<\/p>\n

\"emma<\/a> \"dallin<\/a><\/p>\n

But when it came down to deciding, I let all of these imaginary fantasies in my head go because it didn’t feel right anymore. \u00a0It wasn’t going to work. \u00a0We had to choose between two good things.<\/p>\n

Dallin got a pretty good job offer down here that we just couldn’t let go. \u00a0I work for the same company, and we didn’t feel like we could do our jobs as effectively if we were telecommuting from Utah (the original plan). \u00a0So we found an apartment and I applied for ASU.<\/p>\n

When the transfer credit evaluation came back, it wasn’t looking good. \u00a0Only 15 credits originally transferred. \u00a0I panicked. \u00a0I’d be in school forever. \u00a0We considered going back to BYU because it didn’t seem worth it, but we took a leap of faith and decided to stick it out. \u00a0We’d just have to fight for those credits to be transferred.
\nNot only did all of the credits transfer, but I will be graduating 6 months earlier than I would have if I had stayed at BYU.<\/p>\n

\"Emma<\/a><\/p>\n

And, do you want to know a secret? I really like it. \u00a0I have enjoyed finishing my education at a public university. \u00a0It is a completely different experience than BYU. \u00a0I am seeing the world in new ways, learning unique perspectives from people from such diverse backgrounds. \u00a0I have a very unique voice in my classes, and I like that. \u00a0 Studying there has truly opened my eyes and helped me put myself in shoes that I didn’t even know existed. My classes are super interesting. The campus is gorgeous. The people are kind. Even though it is such a large university, you can find your place there.<\/p>\n

I made my best friends at BYU and I met my husband at BYU. \u00a0I will always “go forth to serve” and I treasure my experiences there. \u00a0But I am also grateful for what I am learning as a “sun devil,” so to speak. \u00a0And while I will forever be a BYU football and basketball fan, I can’t express how much I have learned and grown by transferring schools.<\/p>\n

Life never is how you expected or how you pictured it. \u00a0I have a deep love of learning and I believe in the power of education. \u00a0BYU is a great school and full of wonderful people. \u00a0But, there is no “one size fits all” when it comes to education. \u00a0No matter where someone decides to go to school, they can find a community and find their place. \u00a0And most of the time, what you always thought you wanted, isn’t actually what you needed, and when you take that leap of faith, you’ll find you’ve grown so much more than you ever could have dreamed.<\/p>\n

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