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Tuesday, October 8, 2024

Every rose has its thorn

 

Thorn

Rose

Adam is in Dallas.

I’m going to Fort Worth with him next week so I told him to get it all warmed up and figured out for me.  (He will.  He is an excellent tour guide.)

It was a Monday–no prep time, science chaos, all the Monday things.

It won’t be Monday for a whole week.

The news is wearying.

Braeden texted us pictures of QE entranced by conference and dancing along to the Tabernacle Choir.

I wish we could go spend some time in Starr Valley.

We have lots and lots of autumnal travel right now, which is fun, even if it is keeping us from Starr Valley.  

My to do list always feels long and growing.

My master’s degree is DONE and I even turned in all the paperwork so I can get my lane change, which is the whole point!

Life can be trying.  That is all.

I’m still remembering the feelings of hope and purpose I felt watching General Conference.  It is such a blessing in my life.  I loved that all of us checked up on each other at school yesterday, “How was your conference weekend?” and “Wasn’t it great?!?”

I miss Adam.

I had dinner with Mark last night (Mark Monday).

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