Ok so lately I have been feeling some what overwhelmed, tired, and not wanting to do anything. At times I feel like the move to Missouri was a wrong choice. But I think I better look back and count my blessings. Yeah, sure when we first moved here things didn't go as planned. But, we were able to get into the house we are in without having to send animals to the pound or bury them cause they didn't survive. Yes it was hard finding a job, but after 4 months living here I was able to snag one. Yes it was very hard with Chango leaving to go on the road to be a truck driver and worrying about bills and how he was going to eat. But we got married and he has an awesome job that pays more, he works less hours and is home everyday! We also got married after being together 10 years! Yes even though I have fallen back into my former state, I was able to let go of it, get back into church and even went to the temple, I gained a stronger testimony and my patriarchal blessing. Being Mormon is where I should be. Yes I have down in the dumps and missing California and thinking my move to Missouri was wrong. But I need to step back and thank my Heavenly Father and I need too count my blessings, for many great things have happened to our family since moving to Missouri!
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