Moved

  We did it. We made the grand trip from Phoenix, Arizona to Spanish Fork, Utah.  We left our "home" and now we begin a new adventure and chapter in our lives.  Wow, I can't believe we live in Utah!

  Is this a good thing?  Good question.  I keep asking myself the same thing over and over again. 

  I felt like we needed to move to Utah for more than one reason.  {Believe me, I'd be happy living in the Phoenix area the rest of my life.} Once I seriously talked to Warren about my thoughts he soon agreed that it felt right.  Everything fell into place and here we are.  It took all of 6 weeks for this to transpire.

  Even though I know we are to be here I can't stop crying.  Every day I have a moment where I bawl and bawl and just can't stop.  I'd like to attribute this to pregnancy hormones but I know it's my normal self too. Even if I weren't pregnant I know I'd feel this way and have these daily melt downs. 

  I think what it boils down to is that I really don't like change.  Moving is something I'm not fond of doing and it always brings up sore memories of moving so much as a child- leaving family and friends behind and having to start all over again. I relived these same feelings this last week and I'm not over it yet.  I left my home and life and all my wonderful friends who have become my family.  Not being able to be around them is very hard to fathom.
 Plus the warm/hot weather too... I miss already. It was in the mid 70's when we drove away from Phoenix.  We arrived in Spanish Fork in 40 degree weather, with the sun hidden, and people telling us "this was a good day to move". What?  How is that kind of weather a good day to move?  I was freezing! But they were right because the days following gave us wind, snow, wind, rain, wind and snow again. Unpacking a moving truck in wind, rain or snow would have been a lot more aggravating.
 
  But you know, the one thing I am very thankful for is the rock the church brings.  No matter where I have moved in my lifetime there is the church.  There is always a congregation of people who share my faith near my new home. This has always given me strength. The gospel has always been central in my life and it brings me peace.

  In short, I'm still not sure how I feel about this huge change.  Maybe when I'm not so emotional I will share the lists of  things I like and dislike so far. But for now, so many emotions are running through my brain that all I can do is cry... and cry... and cry some more.