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 What a week it was. Steve and I had photos done on Saturday evening in Salt Lake. Before that we were struggling to try and find our outfits like everyone does when trying to look there best in a photo shot. After work on Friday we packed up and head to Salt Lake. We got to see my mom’s brother and his family who live in Monticello, Ut. It was great to be able to see and visit them. I was talking to my cousin about how old she is getting and that she is making me feel old. She joked back and said that she never wants to get old. I replied and said, “too much responsibility.” Growing older isn’t easy  and I am not even old. This past Tuesday it was my grandpa’s birthday. He has Parkinson’s disease and hates his walker. I wished him a Happy Birthday and he replied back and said, “I don’t know why you like talking to me.” Then I said, “because you are so much fun to talk to, if you were boring I would have called ya.” He is one funny 86 year old man. I always tell my patients that getting older isn’t for sissy’s, you have to be tough to be able to grow old. In the end I am glad for all my responsibilities because with all those crazy, stressful and all sorts of other things. I am gaining knowledge and memories about my life. Through all my excuses there is happiest at the end. 

During photos on Saturday, I had a great time. Steve on the other hand his faces were classic. We were playing in the leaves, jumping, holding hands and cuddling close together. The photographer knew our personalities so good, she would ask Steve to not smile and for me to laugh smile. It was a whole lot of fun. She only shots film, so I am hoping that they turn out as fun as I had taking them. I am grateful for my other half and grateful don’t do it justice. He is my man. That evening we met up with Cindy, my good friend from my old work. She is the funniest, very proper and kinda crazy in a good way Texan. It was soo good to be able to sit down and chat about what is going on and how Boise is treating us. I also got to see Cindy’s daughter and she is one spit fire. 

 On our way back to Boise we hit some rain storms. About half way the clouds ahead of us were black and coming down on us. At some points it was pretty hard to see and then the storm would let up, but not for long. We made it safe back to our tiny home and it wasn't even raining. It had rained, but we were able to unload everything without getting completely drenched. Just like in life sometimes it may seem dark and there is no light at the end, but if we keep going through all the storms in life we gain experience and knowledge. With all the many storms in our lives God is preparing us for more blessings. 

Cindy Lou and I 


James, Cindy, me and Steve

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