I have wanted to write! Oh, how I've wanted to write.
Time goes by...days go by swiftly, weeks blur into months, it's already June but it was just Christmas so how did that happen?
There is so much I want to write about, I suppose I'll start with today and work my way backwards.
Today is fast sunday. Several Sundays ago in Sunday School class they talked about fasting in an attitude of gratitutde. It occurred to me that I hadn't done that in a long time so the next fast Sunday, that was exactly what I was going to do. Today was the day. Let me set the scene a little.
I have driven to Utah and back twice and to Denver and back twice in the last 2 weeks. Salt Lake Century, picking parents up from the airport, taking them back to the airport, picking Jacob up from EFY...Zac's baptism in between. We bought a house but can't move into it. School got out and it's summer...I'm on the swim team board...I just got moved from stake RS to stake YW.
I have a lot on my mind. I never slow down. I get to bed late and get up early. I spend 40+ hours in the car. I have no down time. This lifestyle was starting to wear me down. My thoughts were turning more frustrating (how am I going to keep going like this...stuff like that).
Then I knelt down and started my fast yesterday. Immediately I was overcome with how many and how great my blessings were. All the things that seemed to be weighing me down and causing me concern seemed so insignificant. The were little silly things. The things that are right in my life are the big important things. The things that you really WANT to be going right...Keith has a job. We are all healthy. My boys are all in really good places right now. I love the temple and am able to go frequently. My boys are able to go to EFY and I am able to watch their testimonies grow. I could go on and on.
But the perspective that it gave me was perfect and timely.
Wow, to think that all those things that I was thinking were so all-consuming and huge and bad were not really that big of a deal at all, once I stepped back and put it all in perspective, I was able to see that my blessings are huge and far outweigh the little frustrations of my current life.
Saturday, the 1st of June I picked up Jacob, Wesley and Hannah from EFY Provo!! The first session of the year! I was so excited for him. The first session is exciting and everyone is excited to get going. He got sick during the week, a bad sore throat and tons of snot! That put a little damper on things but overall he had an amazing time! Of course he did! It's EFY. One of his favorite classes was taught by a friend from my mission, Stephanie Sorensen. She is teaching at BYU right now, just published her first book with Deseret Book and is teaching at EFY! Yea, she is living my dream.
Friday, before I left for Utah we closed on the house. 1255 Lecuyer. The big green house that looks like a boat. Wish I had a picture to put here with it. What a nightmare it has been selling a house and then buying one. It took us a year to sell our house we sold it for less than we originally bought it for, after putting thousands of dollars into it. The people who bought it from us were renting it from us while they tried to sell a house in OKC. They required us to pay for septic issues and kept telling us that we would be able to close when we never actually were. We finally told them to close or move out. They closed! That was stressful.
The house here we found when George, the CEO who had been run out of town, would be needing to sell his house. We went and looked at it, totally different than anything I would ever dreamed of living in, but it had some great selling points that we couldn't over look and where we had been looking at houses here (most depressing thing ever) and realized that we would never be able to build because of the financial issues of building a house, and essentially paying more for it in the end than it's actually worth in the market.
OK I had written a little about it and the flood already. So, even though we closed on the house Friday we can't move in for another week. George still hasn't been able to find a job and we can't just kick them out so we agreed to let them stay.
The beginning of July is the worse possible time all summer to try and move. But, what do you do?
THe Prescott family will be gathering in Utah the first week of July and then Micajah has soccer camp at BYU the second week and EFY the third week! I plan on living in Utah in July.
Zachary was baptized on Saturday May 25th. My mom and dad flew into Denver the tuesday before the baptism. David, Jacob, Micajah and I drove up to Denver to pick them up. That was OK but it was a long time in the car, took longer to get home than I thought so by the time we got home late Tuesday night we were all so exhausted! My mom had popped so many pills on the drive that she was comatose by the time we got home.
Zac and Michael had 2 more days of school left which was actually kind of nice because it made the next 2 days with Grandma and Grandpa better because it was fairly quiet around here. Dad did history with us at one point and it was so nice to have his take on the Vietnam war etc. Things were as busy as ever and my dad said that it made him tired just watching me drive everyone around all day. Thursday was Zachary's end of the year party so Keith, Jacob, David and I were able to go and play and we had an awesome time. The weather was pretty warm.
Friday, dad and I got up early and drove to Vernal to attend the temple. I love that tradition and I love the temple testimony that my father has instilled in me. Invaluable!
Karl, Kiersten, Nash and LeeAnn arrived in Craig before my dad and I even made it home from Vernal. Then the craziness began. We had a houseful but we had little Nash potatoes, so it was a lot of fun. Late Friday night Leslie arrived with Austin and Gracie. She had flown into Denver and had to rent a car and drive here. I was worried about her and it was a lot to do but she managed well and once she was here I tried to make it as easy on her as I could. I brought Austin home with me and he stayed for the rest of the weekend by Zac's side. That made it easier on her I think.
Of course Gracie was adorable and perfect and we all loved her.
Saturday was the baptism at the same exact time as the High School graduation. That was OK with us, we didn't need/want a big turnout for the baptism.
The baptism was so emotional and moving. My mom spoke on baptism and then Keith baptized Zac, twice because the first time his foot came up. My dad then very emotionally spoke on the gift of the holy ghost and bore his testimony to his grandchildren.
Melany Neton, Zac's first grade teacher was there. That was so special! And our neighbors, the Chambers so with Jeramy there too, we had 2 non members at Zac's baptism. I thought that was pretty good. The main thing I want to record about Zac's baptism is that the spirit there was so big! You could feel the potential of Zac's spirit and it was HUGE! It was powerful! It was breath-taking!
It is so inexplicable but I know I felt it, Keith felt it and my dad felt it unmistakably!
