This is one of my favorite times of the year. Not because there's some holiday to be celebrated, but because we get to listen to the prophets of God give us guidance and direction in our lives. I often feel really overwhelmed by the things that I'm responsible for at home, at school, at work, as a basic human being, and as a wife, but during these two days I am so comforted by the words of God as told by His apostles on this earth.
This morning I missed the first session because I was at work. They had us come in at 5:30. FIVE THIRTY. That is an awful, awful hour. Sometimes I can't believe that I used to get up at that time every day for high school. But I am so glad to be home! I work every Saturday, usually until 4 or 5, so it's quite nice to be home with the whole day ahead of me.
Spencer and I are driving up to Park City to spend the rest of the weekend with his side of the family. Jim rented a condo for us to spend the weekend in, and I'm quite excited to get out of Provo. It's just so COLD up in Park City....
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