Happy Endings

November was a blur this year. It was a great month and an extremely challenging one at the same time. Dave being gone for an extended period of time brings its own set of challenges. On top of that it seemed like everything that could of gone wrong did. Our sump pump went out and our basement was on the verge of flooding for almost 2 days. It took our management company way to long to send someone! It was my turn to teach preschool so I had extra little girls running around. Our friends the Rubalcava's saved the day and Drew came over and helped clean out the pump and fix what he could on it. Someone scratched the side of the van when I was in grabbing a pizza and it made me cry. It's silly, but I don't know why people are careless. My neighbor was in a pinch and needed her boys picked up from school that afternoon. I had also signed up to bring a family dinner in my neighborhood who had just had a baby. I truly thought my head was going to explode. I ran the dinner over to my friend and it was missing like half the sides and I gave them a half used thing of cool whip to go with the dessert. I had planned on giving them a Book of Mormon with my testimony in it. Satan works hard to stop me from fulling promptings and feelings that I get. Literally I had the longest day and all was going wrong. I handed my friend the book and told her briefly what it was about. I told her that the meal that I gave them wasn't a good representation of who I was, but that this book was. In that moment I forgot everything that had happened and I felt the love of the Holy Ghost and my Savior. It felt very natural to give her the book and I was really proud of myself. I don't share the gospel often or really interact with people that need it. It was an experience that I wanted to write for my posterity and for my children to remember. No matter what the world throws at you or how hard you think things are there is always a higher light. I came home that evening and cried in my pillow hard, like wailing hard. I've felt so overwhelmed since moving here and I can't seem to shake it. I taught Relief Society that Sunday and I was an emotional wreck. It was on missionary work which is what initially prompted me giving away a book of mormon. I had prepared a nice lesson and half way through I stopped looking at my notes and just bore my testimony of my experience of sharing the gospel. At the end I challenged everyone this holiday season to give away a book or mormon or invite a friend to our RS activity or the ward party. This past Sunday was fast and testimony meeting and two ladies got up and shared their experiences of giving away a book of mormon from my challenge. It made me smile and feel good about my efforts. I actually ended up getting released from teaching right after I gave that lesson. It made me feel weird that I only had the calling for a few months, but with the RS activities every other month it was a lot. Dave's schedule has been busy and it seems like he is gone a lot lately. I haven't been able to handle the girls with him gone as well as I would like. I find myself really emotionally tired by dinner time almost every day. I miss my friends from Buffalo. Its a broken record, but I do. My mom has filled a huge gap from not having a close friend here. I miss trading babysitting with Kait and Juana and actually enjoying having their kids around. Dave and I have been talking about our future family plans and the thought of adding anything to my life seems impossible. With the start of a new year I need to prioritize what's important and decide what needs to go. I know that my family needs to be my first priority and that spending time with the girls should make me happy. My schedule since breaking my foot has been totally up in the air. I blame a lot on my foot and I need to stop! I'm hoping for a fresh start with January and a positive boost in my attitude!