really? change is good?
2 weeks ago i showed up to church and a good brother tapped me on the shoulder and said "so are you going?". i had totally missed the teeny tiny slip of paper placed on the back pew that invited everyone from 3 wards and all singles to a special sacrament meeting the following week.
let the chaos ensue!
i watched and listened, and sadly participated in, the talk surrounding the impending ward split. we knew that we would lose our oakton compadres, and that would mean losing grandma and papa. big fat bummer!
one that fateful day (lol) i decided to leave the kids' home with dad, because i knew the meeting would be longer than the typical hour. good decision on my part because 2 and a half hour later i was on my way home, heartbroken, thrilled, overjoyed, saddened, shocked, and generally bi-polar.
our ward lost many good people, and i said goodbye to my lush lifestyle of cushy sacrament meetings.
we move onward and upward climbing our way out of our hole, and knowing that we will come out stronger and happier than before.
or at least that's what i say today :0)