Dear Children, you made it through your first week of school! And so did I. I am amazed at how you all handle adult things in your childhood. I'm so proud of all of you.
Dear Church, the first week there was no one there, everyone was on vacation. The second week there was 2 returned missionaries so it was overflowing. Who knows what size our ward really is.
Dear Thatcher, we came here alone, but we have been anything but alone. Every day sometimes twice a day someone from the ward or a friend of a friend comes to our door checking on us making sure we are ok and don't need anything, offering their help. I am amazed at how kind and thoughtful everyone has been.
Dear Mom & Dad, I am glad you came to see us. Thanks for fixing all of those little things I needed help with. We feel spoiled and rich now that we have a microwave and toaster. The kids were happy the rest of the night, they must have needed some love from Grammy and Papa.
Dear Home Teacher & Wife, you came and talked for a long time and are so welcoming and kind. Thank You.
Dear Sis, I hope you had a great birthday. Being the awesome person that I am I completely forgot until I was looking at the calender and realized I already missed it. I will make it up to you somehow...I love You!
Dear Music, you are therapy for me. Time to have everything else quiet and just feel. I wish I had some musical talent to share.
Dear Avary, my tough little girl. I'm so sorry you were so sick right before school started. It kills me when I can't take your pain away. You are a perfect patient and now you have
BearBear. You told me that you think they put something in your juice to make you go to sleep.
Dear House/Shack, whenever a truck drives past the house the whole house shakes. Good thing the whole town goes to bed by 10:00pm.
Dear Phone, it took me four hours to get you to work. Calls, emails, and an hour and a half borrowing the neighbors phone. I will forever be on roaming.
Dear Self, in some areas of my heart I have gone numb. I can't put my feelings into words anymore, they just can't be described. This is where I am so grateful for the Lord because He hears my heart.
