It’s been about a month since my last post. There have been a few things that I wanted to write about, but amid the chaos of my life I never got around to it. But this one had to be recorded. We moved out of our house this weekend, to a house just down the same street. Two and a half years of unemployment took its toll and we had to find something else. We built the house in 2005, which was our first house as a family. Our youngest child was just three weeks old when we moved in. We had many great memories there, including our first family dog and two cats. My dad helped me build these shelves in the garage the year we moved in. Lowe’s offered a 10% discount to first-time home buyers, so I got some tools and the lumber for the shelves. It was nice to spend time with my dad and build something that I could be proud of every time I was in the garage.
I used the same shelf design to build shelves in our basement for our food storage. It took me over a week to build these shelves, and I documented everything on my blog. All of the wood come from construction sites near our home, so the cost was minimal. I was really happy with the finished project.
Many great things happened to us in that house, and the most difficult trial of my life started, and hopefully ended, in that house.
My family came to help on Friday night, and I wanted to move the boxes that were already packed so we could continue packing Friday and move the rest on Saturday. We moved all the packed boxes, all the beds, and the refrigerator, then started throwing things in boxes and moving it as fast as we could. It was a fantastic display of targeted chaos. We moved the food storage and remaining items on Saturday morning, and spent the afternoon arranging the garage and house. We still have a lot of boxes to unpack, but it shouldn’t take too long to do that. The new house already feels like home, and we all like this house better. Yesterday was the seven year mark since we moved in to that house.
I was asked to speak in Church yesterday about Elder Andersen’s talk What Thinks Christ Of Me? I struggled to get through parts as I shared my feelings about our employment struggles and Theron dying last year. Many people told me I should have said no, but it became clear to me just before Church started why I was supposed to speak in Church. Two people told me that they were struggling and something I said struck a chord with them and helped them. I have often wondered why we have struggled financially for such a long period of time. I feel like I have more compassion and empathy for people in similar situations than I would have if I had only been out of work for six months. The level of despair, frustration, doubt and belief has grown over time. I think I have learned more about myself in the last few years than at any other point in my life. I know God lives, he loves me, he knows me, and he wants me to be happy, and he wants me to grow and become like Him. We all have a different price to pay to know God. The pioneers had to endure physical hardships and watch loved ones around them die. People I know have lost children, or been divorced. Some have struggled with employment like me. But it has given me perspective on how I want to live my life and what I value, and that is priceless.
Old address – new address = 121.