This month, one year ago, I was 8 months pregnant with William.
This month, one year ago, Ben received the prompting to talk to me about looking into a possible move to Utah. We figured a talk wouldn't hurt, and a move would be a long time coming, if at all.
This month, one year ago, Ben called Cintas (the company he works for) in Salt Lake City, just to get some info., and hung up with a scheduled informative interview for the following week.
This month, one year ago, we drove to Utah, Ben walked into his informational interview, and one hour later, walked out with a job offer.
This month, one year ago, we drove back to Colorado in a stupor. We listened to General Conference on the radio, and tried to sort through the events that were coming at us faster than our minds could grip them. The tears were ever present.
This month, one year ago, we drove back to Utah and found our home (after looking at 42 homes in two days) and immediately began the process of closing on it.
This month, one year ago, our lives took a complete 180 from what and where we thought they would be. We were pretty rocked.
This month, one year ago, we told our families that we would be moving. Their shock was almost as great as ours.
The move was so incredibly hard. There really aren't words for a move like that. The goodbye was heart wrenching, to say the least, and to be honest, the only reason we were able to drive away from our piece of heaven, was because we knew in our hearts that this was the Lord's plan for us. We were going on complete faith, and a lot of tears.
Fast forward to the present.
This month, my heart feels free.
This month, I can look back at our lives in Colorado Springs, and feel so very blessed and happy, but then continue to move on here, with a smile.
This month, I feel acceptance in my heart. I feel peace here. I am happy here. I can see the Lords hand guiding us in ways I never would have known.
This month, I feel friendship once more. Good, solid, wonderful friendship, with good, solid, wonderful women.
This month, my eyes are open to all of the wondrous things this place has to offer me and my family, and I truly marvel at them.
This month, I am happy. I am happy in Utah. I am home.