I have really been thinking the past several weeks about how much I miss my family. It has been 3 years since we moved to Washington and it just gets harder and harder to be away from them. There have been many times the past couple of months that I wish we could just move back so that I could be close to my family. It is so hard on me knowing that my mom is lucky if she sees my kids once a year. I really miss the south. I think that people there were a little nicer and just willing to do anything for you no matter what. Which, I also think is my downfall sometimes. I always try to be that person that is there for anyone no matter what and sometimes I feel like people around here think that I am some kind of crazy person because I am always checking on everyone making sure that they are all doing OK. (I hope that makes sense and if it doesn't ask me and I will try to explain a little better.) Hopefully, the kids and I will be able to go visit my parents for a couple of weeks in the next couple of months. I just wish plane tickets weren't soooo expensive. I have a feeling though, that if I end up really liking the area where my parents are living right now, it is going to be very hard for me to come home, except that Bryce will still be here waiting for us. I just keep telling myself that if it is meant to be for us to move down there, then some way some how it will happen.
This past weekend was the 5th anniversary of my becoming a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. There are many times when it feels like these past 5 years have just flown by and then there are those times where it seems like it has just drug by. This also means that mine and Bryce's 5 year anniversary is coming up in the next 10 days. Kind of funny to think that by this time in his first marriage, their marriage was already over. We joke about how we have made it and since we have lasted longer than his first marriage, then we must be doing something right!
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