The hardest part about moving is leaving our friends. We have been so blessed in the short time we have been here to make some really wonderful friends, and I am so sad to leave them. They have been going above and beyond trying to help, and take care of my boys and me while we are so far from Steve. Such a blessing.
We just have one car, and Steve has it with him in Ogden. So I have been worried about things like grocery shopping, and getting to church. Some friends of ours went camping for the weekend and offered to let me use their second car until they get back. They didn't have to do that, they are just ridiculously sweet like that. Another wonderful friend gave me 20-25 great boxes to use, and her packaging tape. She has been such an emotional support to me, I am so sad to not see her everyday.
Man, I am a wreck. Literally tearing up as I sit here writing about how blessed we are. I am so grateful that we have had a chance to know these neighbors of ours, even if it wasn't for nearly long enough.
March ‘26
2 days ago
1 comment:
so how did church go? that is the hardest part about moving- saying goodbye to friends. it's hard for me to leave a house i really like too. but of course you know it's worth it! :)
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