Today I am finishing packing up my apartment.
When I walk through my bare apartment, I can't help but feel a little bit sad. Our time in New Mexico this summer has been a wonderful adventure for us. I made wonderful friends, we were in an awesome ward, and living here has inspired me to pursue bigger artistic dreams.
We are headed back to Provo at the end of this month, and this generates a lot of mixed feelings. I am not looking forward to the psychotic drivers, scraping ice off of my car, nor leaving so many great and inspirational people that I met here in Los Alamos. I AM looking forward to living close to family again, having a temple, Costco and mall within 15 minutes instead of two hours (yahoo!), and settling into an apartment for longer than four months.
The next few months are going to be exciting and challenging for us, but in good ways. We are having a BABY for goodness sakes. Our very first one. We are so excited for our little guy to get here. Brent starts his PhD program in Physics at BYU, doing and learning things that I can barely comprehend. We will hit our one-year anniversary of marriage. I will start my life as a stay-at-home mom, while also attempting to keep creating art and a home that is a haven for us.
Is it going to be overwhelming? Probably. Are we blessed? Completely.
