Same old, same old

I know no news is good news sometimes but I sure wish I had something.

I got nothin'.

Well, other than the fact I am now the young women's president in my ward, and now that it has been a couple of months I think it has sunk in and I think I am finally starting to get the hang of things. This calling was a shocker but I love it. I do miss my nursery kids though. If I could just have some kids of my own missing my nursery kids would go away.

Darn kids. Darn timing. Darn waiting. and waiting, and waiting. Waiting is getting a little old and I am starting to feel like I want to just give up but something keeps me going.

As hard as it is to think I might not be able to have children on my own I think I am finally okay with the idea of starting the paperwork for adoption. I have seen a few blogs lately that talk about adoption and those who have been blessed because of it.

I have to apologize to my family for not telling them this first but I think if I just get this out while I feel like I can't hold it in any longer it will be good. And I am realizing as I sit here crying that I am holding in WAY too many feelings, emotions, heart ache, and dreams.

Wow, talk about opening your heart out to the whole world. ah.

On a less emotional level, we planted our garden last weekend, thanks to Mike's mom and dad and Dawna. Thank you for coming to visit. It was good to hear from Curtis and Leigh too. And Grandma Lil. I love Sundays because of church and the opportunity to talk to family. Not that we can't or don't during the week but that is our scheduled time. and I love it.

We planted tomatoes, peppers, zucchini, pickling cucumbers, corn, potatoes, peas, carrots and onions. I can already taste the crunchy carrots now, freshly cleaned of the garden dirt.

yum.