Grow Where You are Planted.

Have I mentioned how wonderful our apartments are??
The people
the ward
the babies
the people (they deserve to be mentioned twice)
the church right across the street
the two minute bike ride to the local Broulim's
the gorgeous view of the G's Dairy screaming my name each time I have motivation to work out.
It's a great place.

As I've previously mentioned, I'm rearing up for the next 365 days without my husband. It sounds like I'm training for a marathon. Hey, that's not a bad analogy. I do feel like I'm training for a marathon. A big 26-mile emotional sprint. I've never actually ran a marathon (or two consecutive miles for that matter), so maybe this doesn't work, but I am prepping hardcore for something completely unknown to me. Nathaniel and I have been apart for extended periods of time before, but my husband and I have not. I'm not fully sure what to expect from my emotions, but I'm assuming some sadness, longing, wishful thinking, and exuberant joy for having a husband who knows what he stands for. See? Totally confusing. But, hey, we're managing. One day at time. Slow and steady wins the race (or fast and accelerated...I wouldn't mind that). Either way we're going to do this. And we don't have to like it, but that's not a factor in whether or not we meet our goal. The point is...we've decided to grow where we've been planted. I'll be planted in nice fields of foot-deep snow,
and he'll be planted in rolling valleys of 120 degree sand (at least that's how I picture it).

But we'll both be growing somehow.
The Relief Society in my ward had this theme for our enrichment last month. It couldn't have been more perfect for me to hear. We made fake flower gardens written upon with ideas we had to stay positive in not-so-positive situations (so mormon, I love it!)

If this was a real garden I'd let you all have a fragrant bouquet to take home and set on your window pane, but since it's not, you can make one too! It actually works and they stay alive all year. :)