Leaving Logan

Heber and I are moving to Virginia, as we speak.  The movers are at our house right now and once again packing our whole life into a truck (this time is so much nicer because THEY are packing the boxes).   We are flying out this weekend to start our (semi)new life.   We sold our home here and are officially homeless until we can find a place there. Who would have thought we'd be heading back to Northern Virginia?

Am I nervous about this?  Absolutely (I’m a basket case but I’m trying to hold it in).  Yet, do I feel it’s the right thing? Yes.  No doubt.  If there is one thing I have learned from this experience, it’s that Heavenly Father is very aware of me, of what I need and is willing to help, if I ask.  It’s the most incredible feeling in the world to be able to receive an answer to a prayer and I have seen it so many times even just in the past couple of months.  

I know that moving to Virginia is the right choice for our family right now.  I know it.

So, we are saying goodbye to Logan for the second, and most likely, last time.  It’s strange to not have any ties (except for friends we love) to Logan anymore.  It’s like all the loose ends are tied up.  This second Logan chapter has been one of the more challenging experiences in my life but I have learned so much.  I know why we had to make 2 cross country moves in a year.  It seems crazy to the outsider but it has been an experience that has changed me and made me better, oh and tired too.  Still, I wouldn’t change any of it.

Here are some pictures as we said goodbye to Logan.  It is so hard to say goodbye, there are so many people there that we care about.  Good thing we have phones and computers and can keep in touch.  There are so many more pictures I could put up, so many people.

My dear friend Co after a full hour of Irish Dancing

My mom and sis.  So sad to be away from them.  These are my people.

Mom L and Grandma Barbara.

Leo and cousins.

Amy and Uncle Peter

Our family.

The Relief Society Presidency in my last ward.  These women loved me, helped me and gave me so many opportunities to serve.

Heb and his folks who helped so much on moving day.

The Palmer boys.  Wish we could come out and watch more of your soccer games.

My dear friend Emily who was my sanity during all the craziness.