In October, Dad felt prompted to look at a job that had opened up working for the LDS church. While exploring the job we had no intention of taking it, but he ended up applying, flying out for an interview, feeling like it was a good opportunity and then waiting for Mom to come around to the idea. I was such a hard decision for us because we have never wanted to raise our kids in Utah. We enjoyed having them out where there was more diversity and where we are a religious minority. Mom had a great job (which was hard to come by), everyone was settled and happy, there was really no reason to move, other than it felt right. It was the hardest decision because it didn't make any sense to uproot our kids and start all over again, but we have learned from numerous experiences to just go with what feels right. The Lord has never let us down when we've followed his counsel.
We told our kids and some of them were very upset, mainly the girls. It was only a few days, though, before they started having impressions of their own that this would be for the best. I was so impressed by their maturity!
On Christmas Eve eve we watched the movers pack up our stuff and loaded up in our van for the terrible winter drive to Utah. Joe, Rachel and Mark had already gone to Utah with Uncle Russ and Perry Hacker, who came out to tow our trailer for us! Life savers!!! We arrived at Grandma's house on Christmas Eve. It was a crazy time for us!!
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It is amazing how things you never planned on doing happen. We never planned on moving from Utah, and we moved in July. I miss so much as I am adjusting to being the religious minority. Thank you for your post I found strength and comfort in it.
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