There Shall Be No More Sappy or Sad Posts!

Well, the title says it all. I myself am getting tired of all the ups and downs of this no job roller coaster of emotions thing. So today will be my last and final sappy post.

First some good news.

Trevor got a job. It's not as a lawyer, since there seem to be none of those around these days, but as a paralegal. Turns out as I was going through a box of old papers from his undergrad days that Trevor got his paralegal certificate and we had both forgotten about it. Maybe it was inspiration to look through that box, because not long after that a job posted for a paralegal.

My heart is full as I think about the past few months and how much of a struggle they have been. We could not have made it if it weren't for the generosity of our families who bolstered us up with lots of pep talks and wonderful words of encouragement. Helping us find clothes for our kids and household essentials. Words cannot express my gratitude to you guys. Thank you!

I know this job is not as a lawyer, and that basically STINKS! But I am so grateful that we finally have an income that it doesn't matter one ounce to me.

So goodbye to all the sad and depressing posts. I will NOT be visiting them again.

Hello new day!

I love these moments as a mom. No kids fighting or arguing. Sweet sweet moments.

This one is for Grandma. She sure looks cute! *wink wink*

Dear Phantom Letter Writer,

Thank-you

All is well.

My mom is wise.

She always knows just what to say.

The other day she was chatting about how she loves the song "Consider the lilies". She said it is one of her favorite songs to listen to these days. She and my dad are serving a proselyting mission in Texas.

I hadn't listened to that song in a while.

I found a video someone made to the accompaniment of the MoTab choir singing.

It was heavenly. I cried. I cried over and over as I watched it over and over.

It touched me deeply.

I wondered how it pertains to my life right now.

Life is hard, I mean REALLY hard at the moment. But just because it is hard, it doesn't mean I am alone or forgotten. He carries my burden with me. He knows my trials.

I am not forgotten.

How did my mom know I needed to be reminded of these things?

My mom is wise.