Five years ago, we moved from Kingwood (houston tx) to Austin. We were bummed to pick up and leave our home and the friends and ward family that we had created. We didn't know what it would be like to live in Austin TX. I knew nobody, except for these little guys below.
I dug my feet in and didn't really want to come here. I was primary president in Kingwood and we had a great circle of friends. We had an awesome (cheap) house that we had worked so hard to finish. Things seemed to be in order. I didn't know what Austin held for us.
Now I know why we were meant to be here. Of course Heavenly Father didn't give me a crystal ball then, and he certainly isn't giving me one now. But I will have faith and know that Seattle is where it's at for my family for the next while (how ever long that may be). After all, although my attitude of moving here was glum, I met my "soul sister" here. We have made an extended family here and these are friendships that I will never let go of.
On Saturday mornings, we used to do these bike rides to these rocks near our home. Our kids would be bawling after about a block, but we (thanks to Steve's patience) endured until we got to our destination. This is a picture of the kids around the time that we first began this tradition. We decided to try and recapture this moment, then realized that these moments can not be recaptured, only remembered. So the lesson is, is to embrace each moment, even if it may seem painful at the time, the payoff is priceless.
Kids 2005

Kids 2010, less enthused to be forced to sit on a log with ants and take a family photo...

Even though there is much sadness...we look forward (after 6 long months) to reunite with Steve. Can't wait to have a husband and dad full time in our lives again!