We have decided to attend the ward where the new house is and I'm trusting that it is the place where we are needed and where we need to be. It seems very affluent and I struggle trying not to judge. I'm 47 years old and know that everyone has hard or will have hard. Someone needs me here. If I prematurely decide who it isn't, I won't know who it is.
As a particularly special treat, Amy and Audrey came down on Saturday night. It was so fun to see them and to just relax for a night. We ate at Viva Chicken, hiked Dixie rock, toured the temple and visited Wilson. Audrey and Amy make our family feel safe, like you can't do or say the wrong thing. I think this is their spiritual gift.
We have made an offer on a house. It is an expensive house, that we hope turns out to be a good investment. It needs blinds, a yard, furniture. I'm trying hard not to get overwhelmed. It's just a house. This will be an opportunity to exercise a lot of faith and trust and stay true to my desire for simplicity. Nothing about the neighborhood says simplicity. Nothing about the entire city of St George says simplicity or minimalism. Except the temple. The temple is my happy place. Especially the cafeteria.
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