I only know of a few special people that know about this blog, that is because I am not ready for a lot if people to know about it yet. I have decided today to let a few more people in on it, so if you are reading this, you must mean a lot to me right now.
This move is beginning to have it's toll on me. I really miss my friends and I miss my old ward. I miss the early snow and beautiful fall colors of the canyons. I'm sure there are some of those things here, but it was the whole atmosphere, the kind people and good friends. I could spin in a circle and stop and my finger would be pointing at any number of friends who would go out to lunch with me, or a movie, or just come hang out. I miss that a lot.
I feel like I'm beginning to make friends here. I like the quietness of where we live. I like our new ward and we have a great bishop here. One who asks you to serve a calling and then listens to you break down and gives awesome advice, he had no idea that was coming, I'm sure.
The kids love their school, their teachers, and they are making new friends. My husband seems to enjoy his job. He hasn't said anything to the contrary.
So this move has been good for us. We are still trying to get out of debt, but that is becoming increasingly difficult as the collectors get more and more greedy. It's not like we aren't trying, but they don't care they just want their money.
So, even still, amongst the stress,I feel like we are making a home here. I have worked really hard to keep my house clean, and many people from any of the places we have lived before, would be seriously surprised as to how clean it really is. I keep the dishes up and I clean the bathrooms and the kids have kept their rooms clean. We have this great new start to life. Moving has given us a great opportunity to change old habits. It is becoming increasingly easier to want to do them. Some days are obviously easier than others.
I feel like this post is a little long winded, but I have a lot to say today.
I have done so much better with reading my scriptures and praying. The kids and I read in the mornings and then I try to get my personal study in after they go to school.
I don't feel like I'm really swimming, I'm not drowning, I'm also not walking it treading. I think I must be floating right now. Floating.....yes, I think that best describes me at this very moment in time.
I'm not really struggling, I'm not completely comfortable where I am yet, I'm just here, floating.
Well, I should stop talking and float off to sleep.


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