5 Moves in 4 Years

Yep, it's that time again. Time to announce our 5th move in our 4 year relationship. Let's take a look back at the previous moves:

Move 1: Las Vegas, NV. to Provo, UT (Jan. 2011)
Move 2: Provo, UT to Wichita Falls, TX (Mar. 2012)
Move 3: Wichita Falls, TX to Fort Worth, TX (May 2012)
Move 4: Fort Worth, TX to Provo, UT (Sept. 2012)

and now Move 5: Provo, UT to Provo, UT. ;) (Nov. 2014)

Michael and I are moving about 10 minutes away from where we live now. Most people wouldn't consider this a very big move, but for us it's huge. We are closing the chapter of our lives and marriage where we have cared for my grandparents. Aside from the summer we lived in Texas, we haven't had our own home or the freedom to live our lives fully for ourselves. We are excited and eager to start this new chapter in our lives.

Stay tuned for pictures of our new home!

Late News is Still Bad News Sometimes.

I had the opportunity to work as a long term substitute in the Special Ed. department at Provo High School from Feb-May this year. I came to know and care for all of "my" students while I was there. (I'm now working as an Instructional Assistant at Provo High, but that's another story for another day.) One of "my" students was a quiet, petite girl who attended classes irregularly. I wasn't able to know her as well as some of the other students, but I did know her. While I was subbing, I was made aware that this girl was being watched for self-harming behavior. More than once I had to call the office to report injuries and concerning marks. On those days she wasn't in class, I feared she may not come back.

When my assignment ended 3 weeks before the end of the school year I returned to my regularly scheduled life, often wondering what was becoming all the students I cared so much about.  Sadly, it wasn't all good....I learned today that this meek girl we all worried about had killed herself the last week of the school year. My heart is broken for her and the loved ones she left behind. A part of me feels a tad ridiculous to be grieving 5 months after the fact, but late news is still heartbreaking sometimes.

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My whole life I dreamed of getting married...I just never dreamed of the soul crushing in-laws that came with it...