A little about me

Writers block. I had so many ideas on how to introduce myself and begin blogging. Though for the moment nothing is coming to mind. So I will write a little about myself and see where it goes.

Jacob Douglas Rogers. That's the name my parents decided to use to let me know whenever i was in trouble. Born on May first in the City of Mesa. The nurse called me bright eyed and bushy tailed since my eyes were wide open trying to take everything in. The first time I ever slept through the entire night was while tucked in a sleeping bag, in a tent, while out camping. That alone explains my love for camping and the outdoors. I am the oldest of four younger siblings. So naturally I was the first experiment child for my parents. I don't think I turned out to bad. Doesn't that kid look cute?

I was baptized into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at the age of eight. I was raised in the Town of Gilbert. My parents worked hard to get me my Eagle. They did a good job.

I went to Highland High School my freshman year then transferred to Gilbert. I received my high school diploma from Gilbert High in 2009 and soon after started taking classes at a community college. 

I was called to serve a two year mission for the church in the wonderful land of El Salvador. There I learned to speak spanish, along with gaining many new friendships. As you can see, when I first arrived my face pretty much spoke for itself. What in the world did I get myself into?

But I enjoyed it. Always keeping a smile on my face. Just look at that sombrero!

The food there was amazing, and I can't forget the pupusas. Nothing in the world tastes better than pupusas. 

Since coming home I've started going back to school and working. I've moved three times since coming home. I spent the Summer of 2013 in Jackson Hole Wyoming to work. And of course, fishing.

Now whether it looks like I'm napping or fishing is up to you. We caught quite a few fish that day.

I moved back home and then right after Christmas 2013 I moved up to Provo Utah where I am to this day. Studying and taking evening classes here at BYU.

That's just the rim of the cup, but there will be more to come.

"The Lord and His prophets have emphasized the importance of keeping records. Writing in a personal journal gives us an opportunity to reflect on our lives and recognize the many blessings God has given us. Our journals can also be a source of inspiration and strength to future generations of our families."

Throughout my life I have started writing in a journal more times than I can count. I remember receiving a journal for my 8th birthday. Writing about my baptism, my dad's business trip, and my random activities throughout that summer. Playing games, swimming, having fun with my family. That only lasted a few weeks before I got out of the habit of writing in my journal.

I started writing a journal many different times throughout my teen years, but it never lasted long. It wasn't until serving my mission that I really started writing in a journal again. During my two years in the MTC and El Salvador I never missed a day writing about my experiences. Sometimes they were short entries and other times i'd have to finish writing the following day because there was so much to write about. Since then I have still written in my journal. It has not been every day but I still try to write as often as I can.

These last few months I've started thinking about making a blog. And finally today I decided to take that step. I have no idea how this will turn out, nor where to begin. But you can't reach the end if you don't take the first step somewhere.