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The Beginning Since I've been home over the Holiday Break, Mommy and I have basically gone everywhere together - to go christmas shopping, grocery shopping, errand running, taking the dogs to the park - we do everything together. So, when Mommy and Beth got together for lunch, naturally I came along too. Of their alphabetical tour of restaurants, I was around for their C restaurant, which Beth chose, and was called Cancun. It was Mexican Food and I have to say, I was disappointed with the server's suggestion of their carnitas for the tacos - I can't tell if the tortillas were what I didn't like or the meat or both. ANYWAY, getting back to the story, over the course of the conversation, Beth was talking about the parties she had hosted and attended over the holiday season and the successes and failures of different parties.  Mommy remembers the reason we came up with the idea of having a party being for me to meet this boy Beth wanted me to meet, I remember it being Beth

This year of scripture study for "Come, Follow Me" has not been the most inspirational.  I appreciate the pioneers and Joseph Smith and what they collectively did to move the work forward, but I have sorely missed reading scriptures about the Savior, whether from the Old or New Testaments, or the Book of Mormon.  Usually I come into the Christmas season feeling well-prepared in my closeness to the Savior, but this year, I most certainly was not feeling that way.  So, I set some goals. 1.  Catch up on the blog.  This probably doesn't have much to do with the Savior, but it's a good goal to have before 2021 ends. 2.  Read "Jesus the Christ" during the month of December. 3.  Read the four gospels. Along with these goals, I want to just do anything I can to bring Jesus back into my life.  And it's funny--with goals like this, opportunities just kind of fall in my lap.  Something as insignificant as signing up to give someone in the Detroit River Branch "

I am pathetically behind in posting the events of my life and our family.  There have been so many moments over the last six months where I have thought, "This will make a great blog post," or, "I really need to write this down on the blog," but sadly, I haven't had the motivation to do so.  I have been consumed with a melancholy and an anxiety that I have never before felt, leading to sleepless nights, weight gain, and just an overwhelming inability to feel happy. I wish I could say it's depression--I wish there was a pill I could take to make it all go away--but I keep getting up each morning with a list of things to do, and I get them all done. I still have a desire to live life, and through the darkest moments, I still find hope, but there is an underlying sadness and worry which don't ever leave my side. I wish there was a solution.  I have spoken with my therapist about my feelings, and she gives me a perspective which shows me that I don't nee