A Beginning to an End

I know I usually post cute pictures of Reagan. This one is a little bit different. I don't even have any pictures for it. Bare with me.... There aren't many words to explain our emotions and experiences we've delt with in the last month. Trever and I have really been praying long and hard about what our future holds as far as school and taking care of our family. It has come very apparent to us that if we want Trever to ever finish school, we can not manage the apartments anymore. It takes up too much of our time with each other, and especially his time for study. We spent time exploring many other options. We looked at renting another apartment, buying a condo, and even if we should buy a house. We simply weren't sure what to do and what was the best for our family. We just kept praying for answers and what we should do. Then Becky asked me if I would attend the Temple with her. We're Temple buddies, so to speak. I have to be honest, it wasn't my idea nor did I even think about going there to get my answer. She obviously was inspired. Anyway, following the session we spent several minutes in the Celestial Room. Probably a half hour, maybe more. I prayed to our Heavenly Father about 3 times. I had the burning in my chest, and I knew that he was trying to tell me something. The first time I prayed, I asked him what I was supposed to do. I got nothing in return. I thought, okay he wants me to figure it out on my own, and then ask if it was correct. So in my next prayer I asked if we were even supposed to move, if we were to stay where we are. I didn't get much of an answer that time either, but I knew we were supposed to move. The last time I prayed I asked him to humble my heart and my mind so I could listen and hear the things he was trying to tell me. Well we sat there for a while longer, and I still got nothing. I thought, well I guess we should go. I was a little disappointed to leave without an answer. We went down to the dressing room and I got my answer while I was changing my clothes. I cried, I really cried. My answer was not at all what I was expecting or even considering. All I could think was, "How am I supposed to tell Trever?" I took a long time changing, since I was crying. So when I met up with Becky again she was curious to what was up. I didn't tell her the answer I recieved until we were back in the car. I told her that we are supposed to move in with my mom. I cried some more, while she got a bit of a chuckle. I went home and told Trever my news. He just looked at me like I was crazy, but with as sweet as he is he said we should probably look into it. Later he said, well maybe we are just supposed to live closer to your mom. Being a stubborn child of God I thought okay, that could be. We continued looking at apartments and homes that were closer to my mom. A couple days later, to our amazement, Trever's mom mentioned that maybe we should live with my mom. Keep in mind that Becky is the only person who knows that we were even considering it at this point. The next day when we were looking at a house our real estate agent suggested the same thing. Needless to say that there will be two or more witnesses to the Lord's words. We drove down to Springville that afternoon to break the news to my mom. We sat down with her and told her we needed to talk. After we told her that we wanted to move in with her, she started to cry. She told us how she had been praying for someone to come help her, and she was told that someone was going to come live with her. She just didn't know who. The past 2 weeks we have spent many hours cleaning my mom's basement, getting it ready for us to move in. It has been quite a humbling experience for all of us. We are an answer to one anothers prayers. We just have to put our pride down and open our hearts. The time we have spent with my mom, cleaning her house has been priceless. We have been working together to get our homes in order. The more work we do and the closer moving day comes the more right it feels that this is where we are supposed to be. The Lord is truly smiling upon us. Yes, after 7 years of being out on my own I am moving back in with my mom. I could not be anymore excited. I love you mom! Thankyou for opening your home to us. We look forward to living with you, and the fun we'll have ahead.