Catching Up With Friends

It's been awhile since my last post. We moved to Draper, then Idaho Falls. I broke my neck, lost my job, got a new one in Idaho at Northwest Cosmetic Labs, moved the family, and was diagnosed with cancer the first day Mary moved into the new house in Idaho Falls. Got it? Time to start blogging again so my friends and family can stay abreast. I realized I need to put my story out there after visiting my old Ward in Draper the day it was split (October 9, 2016, which was also Mary's Birthday). My friends had so many questions. They have all been so supportive and helpful. I really feel everyone's prayers in my life. My pain has been lessened, my mind is clear, I have been able to thrive at my new job, I have been aware of the Spirit's guidance in my life. I will start to answer all of your questions, but first, a few of my favorite photos from the last few years. Some of my favorite memories of the last few years were: my trip to Arches with Brinley, Dana, and Skyler (October 2013); hanging at the Layton Farm (Dan and Ann's) when we lived in Draper; our Kauai trip with my siblings and family in 2013 (if I only knew what was about to happen); and Tristan's Eagle Project in Nicaragua (March 2013 - wow that was a great year). Why did 2013 have to end?
Location: Draper, UT, USA

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