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Another week down, each week we all grow, learn, care, feel, and love. Every week that I am here is amazing. Even though sometimes the week isn't that interesting or overwhelming, but sometime a plain Jane week is what we need to think about how blessed and thankful we are to God.
This past week has been just that plain Jane. Everything is going great. Steve and I went to the temple Tuesday night. After going to do God's work there was a great feeling that overcame me, I felt like God was padding me on my back. Every once in a while everyone needs a little pick me up.

Today is my best friend birthday. She is my sister that came from another mother. We have always said that we are going to be these old women in our rocking chairs on our porch laughing about the past and yelling at kids. I am so proud of her, we have been through a lot and we were hinged at the hips the entire time. She is my go to when I can't take life anymore. She knows more than my mom, all the bad decisions and stupid things I have done. I first met her at church when Fred her dad brought her into Sunday school. I didn't like her that much at first, but she grew on me. So much we became partner's in crime throughout the years. I can't believe the stuff we pulled off and did as we grew up. I am grateful that no policeman wasn't around when doing the things we did with our friends. Many great and fun memories have been made and more to come :) Happy Birthday Scottie. You are my rock. You have become an amazing woman with your drive, determination and your on in a million personality. Love you just a wee bit.


  

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  1. Maybe one of these days you and Scotie will fill me in on all the history Love you both so much. Mom

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