“Lord, but this is a funny world when you get to studying! Looks like things didn’t all come by accident. Looks as if there was a plan back of it, and somebody driving that knows the road, and how to handle the lines.” –A Girl of the Limberlost- by: Gene Stratton-Porter.
Funny how many times that I look back on my life and think those same thoughts if not in such a pretty verse. I sure had it all settled out when I was a little girl of how I hoped my life to be, and for the most part it has all come to pass, only so much harder, and so much more beautiful than I ever could have planned it to be. It never ceases to amaze me how much God is in all of the details.
I miss my dear little town of Nephi, so much, as I was sure I would, but only God could have known how quickly I would become attached to this sweet place and these wonderful people in Eagle Mountain. When we sold our house to the nice gentleman who bought it, I was expressing my concern for the girls feeling like they belonged and he said to me then that I would have no problem fitting in with the kind of attitude that I had. I knew he was right, in a way, that I really could be happy anywhere, if I chose to be, and I am, oh how much I am.
I’ve decided to smile when I meet a new person, and look them in the eye when they talk to me. I’ve taken part in Sunday School and Relief Society when I should be feeling shy and I’ve decided to enjoy the blessing of being so close to so many wonderful amenities. Because that is what I can do and what I can be responsible for. I can choose to love our Ward and become attached with every ounce of my being. I can be excited about the good men who are in our bishopric and I can look for the love that they show to the whole ward and be grateful for their service. I can watch the young mothers in our ward and remember when that was me and smile at their children and be excited about all that I know that they are learning along with their little ones and learn from their love and compassion and I can soak up the warmth and the wisdom that the older sisters have to offer and listen so closely to all that they have to say.
I can laugh at the constant incoming of well-wishers and family that stop by so regularly and be grateful that we are so loved even when sometimes I just want to flop onto the coach and relax. I can even watch the men as they dig out the dirt for a foundation of a new house going in across the street and be excited by the thought of a new neighbor to love and the thrill of watching a new house being built from start to finish even if it is kind of loud…I can choose to be excited instead.
I can look at Jason’s new calling that will take up so many crazy hours out of his week and be grateful that Heavenly Father is giving him so much opportunity to serve his people and be able to thank God a little more for all that he has given us all the while he is learning and growing and becoming even more amazing than he already is, even if that takes him away from the family a little more than I would like…look at the great example he is for my children, especially my little boy. I can choose a lot of things…even things that are outside of my comfort zone and I can see the blessings in the choices that I make.
Oh…I miss you dear Nephi with all of my friends and even my family. With your town celebrations and small schools where every teacher knows and loves my children. I miss the familiarity of knowing almost everyone everywhere that I go and I miss the relationships that I have made over the years. Thank you for helping to build confidence in my children and in myself so that we can go into this new adventure with our hearts fully into making the most of every moment.
And…thank you Eagle Mountain for making me feel already so much at home. You have won my heart with your outstretched arms and rolling hills and small town feel in a town that should feel too large.
Thank you Nephi 10th Ward for teaching my children and loving our family and helping me find the woman that I am today, the woman who is so excited for this next phase.
Thank you Liberty Farms Ward, for scooping us up and grabbing us right in. We love you already even if we can’t remember all of your names. Sitting in Sacrament Meeting Sunday I couldn’t help but know that this is where we belong, that you are now who we belong too.
And thank you Heavenly Father, for planning out the little details so far in advance that we didn’t even know that you had planned the path out ahead of us. Thank you for taking the wheel and navigating when you already knew the road.
Here’s to being happy because I choose to, making friends because I can if I want to, and falling in love once again with all of the beauty all around me.