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Another Summer

     It's the middle of July, I just got back from the pool with Rebecca and the girls, who are now playing at her house for the evening. The boys are at FSY and Russ is at work. The house is quiet, except for the ice cream maker that is running downstairs, but this is a rare event so I figured I'd sit down and make the most of it.
    My last post was a little sad, but the reality of it is that I was a little a lot sad. It's not like I wanted to die and leave my family or anything, but I certainly didn't feel like I was truly living, so I finally broke down and talked to my doctor who put me on a medication that has helped immensely! Like seriously, this was the kindest act of self-care I've ever done for myself and I wish I would've done it years ago. I'm finally the mom I've always wanted to be... for the most part anyway. 
    The world is getting weirder and more evil by the day, but I'm handling it, and doing what I can in my own little corner of the world, in fact I'm running for the school board in our district, I'm not convinced that I'm qualified or will even win, but I guess what's meant to be will be.
    So to catch up, Russ and I had to renew our temple recommends at the end of February, I honestly considered not doing it because why bother if I couldn't go anyway, but I wanted the Lord to know that I still had the desire to go, so I did. When I went for my stake interview, I met with one of the counselors, Brian Cowley. He's a cool guy and I just love his wife, they think like I do so I felt comfortable airing my grievances about the mask requirement to enter the temple. He agreed that it was ridiculous and assured me he would speak to the area authority at their next meeting. Stake conference just happened to be the following weekend, our area authority was there, and as promised, Brian brought the issue to him and expressed concern that it was something that had divided the entire church. He didn't say much, but took some notes and moved on. Brian called me on March 15th to let me know what had happened. Then on the 16th, the church came out with an announcement that effective immediately, masks would no longer be required to attend the temple, I'm guessing I wasn't the only one with that complaint. Anyway, although the details are fuzzy, I'm pretty sure I cried. I jumped on the computer to check and see if there were any available appoints to take my kids to do baptisms, I expected to have to wait a couple of months as those appointments are hard to come by, but there just happened to be 5 open spots for the very next day! It was Russ' day off and it was just the amount of spots we needed to get all of us there who could go, so we let everyone but Aspen skip school and we made a day of it. I can't even describe how amazing it was to be back, and it was Zoey's first time so it was extra special. So many times I wondered if God even cared about what was going on, but those 5 available spots, just after the announcement was no coincidence, in fact I consider it a little miracle. It was my Heavenly Father's way of reminding me that He really did still care.
    There are still a few weirdos that wear the mask in public, I think that most of those people are just doing it to proudly show their political stance, I call it the banner of liberalism, but to each their own I guess. 
    Like I said, the world is still crazy. The liberal extremists can't define what a woman is, they're trying to convince us that men can get pregnant and that there are more that 2 genders... and what's worse is that they're trying to push this nonsense (along with pornographic material) into the public schools.
     Roe V. Wade (the federal abortion law) was just overturned, giving local government the right to make their own abortion laws, meaning that some states will ban it, and many women are outraged that that they no longer have the right to kill their children, which BTW are the same women who think men can get pregnant. Sometimes I think that Satan is winning, but there is still so much good, and we are starting to stand up for what's right.

    As far as our family goes, all is well. We finished our basement and love having the extra space. Russ is finally off of the graveyard shift. There are pros and cons, but we LOVE having him back at church! Taevin is 17, still works at the Maverick and will be entering his senior year soon, Ryler will be heading to high school next month as a freshman, Zoey will be in 6th grade and is getting so mature and beautiful, and Aspen will be in 4th and is just as sarcastic as I am (well played Karma).
    I can honestly say that I am happy and am grateful to have such amazing people in my life.

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