I've been racking my brain for something witty or funny to write about the last few days cause I know it's been a while since I've updated. Then I realized that I didn't need to be so dang witty all the time. Frankly, it gets a little tiring trying to be so full of wit and humor all the time. So, this one may not make you chuckle, but will serve as a "where is Carol now" type of entry.
We moved to San Diego June 1st of 2008. Curran had been layed off from his job at eHarmony in April and we (meaning Curran) were fortunate enough to be offered a consultant job in La Jolla for 6 months. So we moved. And we loved it. I would live in San Diego forever if I could. When December came around we had not been notified if his contract would be extended. I was starting to panic, and decided to start packing--you know, expect the best, but prepare for the worst.
Finally, on December 18th we were told that his contract would be extended six more months--not exactly what we were hoping for, but a huge blessing nonetheless. The company he had been working for had recently had major layoffs, and when I found out it's like I felt our dream of permanent San Diego residency was fizzling away. Luckily, they decided to keep him on a while longer. I remember praying fervently for us to stay, and for the faith to accept whatever the decision was. I wanted just 6 more months in San Diego so Lola could finish up her first year at preschool with a teacher she absolutely adores. And yet when I was told it was a 6 month renewal I instantly started thinking "Well, why couldn't it have been permanent? Or longer?" It's like I was failing to see the blessing that was offered to us. I think this is all too common in my life, and I need to work on this a little more. Many times I receive blessings that I overlook because I am always looking for more, or something better. I asked for 6 more months and when I received 6 more months instead of saying "thank you" I said "Dang it." How ungrateful I must seem to Heavenly Father!
That same weekend we found out about the contract extension I also found out my mom was having a hard time with her vision. She is legally blind, and her eyesight has progressively gotten worse. While hanging out at my parents that weekend in preparation for Christmas I realized that she needed a lot of extra help. She was feeling her way around the house and there wasn't much she could do with her limited eyesight. I then felt a pretty strong impression that we needed to come back to live with her. Not just for her benefit, but more for ours. I wanted to save just a little more money and finally be credit card free, and I wanted to my kids to build a stronger relationship with my parents.
Moving back wasn't easy--making the decision alone was tough. But I'm grateful Curran agreed with me, and that we are back. I was able to get Lola enrolled into preschool, and she starts tomorrow. Curran still has a job that he enjoys, and we're back in a ward we love. Now that things are starting to settle down maybe I can get back to this blogging thing!
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