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Don’t hold your breath

  Russ has been working for Union Pacific for 13 years. We have always considered it our retirement job; good benefits, pension, decent pay. This has always been our plan, but now we’re not so sure. In addition to Russ losing his foreman position about a year and a half ago, they have been closing shops like crazy, & just 2 weeks ago, they laid off 47 guys in the shop. That’s over 60% of their workforce... and just 3 weeks before Christmas! We have been heartbroken for the families that have just lost their livelihood, some of them are friends of ours. Russ made the cut, but we can’t help but wonder for how long, this doesn’t exactly instill confidence in the company. We’re praying about what to do so I guess we’ll see where the Lord takes us, but we’re sticking it out with UPRR unless we feel directed to do otherwise.
  With all of the layoffs, Russ' schedule changed, he has Sundays and Mondays off on day shift...DAY SHIFT! We haven't had that in 13 years! I used to hate sleeping alone, then eventually I got used to it, and then I became accustomed to it. As we laid in bed together on Thursday night, it felt surreal, and I couldn't help but wonder if we were really done sleeping apart. it'll take some adjusting but I'm looking forward to being a little warmer at night 😉
  On another note, my job is going well! I’m teaching the food science elective for middle school. I felt very inadequate going into it, but am really enjoying it, and as it turns out, am pretty decent at it! Like anything, I won’t be holding my breath, but will enjoy it white it lasts!
  My kids are getting older, and so quickly! In November, both Ryler and Aspen had birthdays. Ryler turned 11 and Aspen turned 6, and it’s so weird to think that my baby is so big! 
  On Friday some major changes were announced in the church regard the youth and transitioning from primary. Starting in January, anyone turning 12 in 2019 will progress to YM/YW at the beginning of the year. This means Ryler will be going into Young Mens in one month and will potentially receive the priesthood and get his temple recommend! this is so exciting but I feel overwhelmed given that I haven't really even discussed it with him yet. As I read the article explaining these changes, there was one part that stuck out to me. Sister Bonnie H. Cordon, Young Woman general president, said "the Savior is directing His Church. He knew this change was coming, and He inspired it for this group of 11-year-olds, who are ready for new assignments and for increased opportunities to serve. He knows the capabilities of His sons and daughters. We have complete confidence in them. How grateful we are for revelation.”  WHOA! That statement brought tears. I may not have prepared Ryler, but the Savior has, and he will be ready. I am so grateful to be raising kids who will be ready for whatever God has in store for them, it really is a privilege!

  Christmas will be here before I know it and we’re looking forward to it. My mom is turning 60 on the 24th so she will be here spending the holidays with us this year.
  We came back from St. George yesterday, we took the kiddos there to see a play at Tuachan and have a quickie vacation. It was nice to get away from the cold for a couple of days but we’ll be happy to get home too, we’ve got a fun week full of Christmas activities to get to and I'm excited for the family time.

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