Derek and I have dreamt about living near the Pinkston family since we were first married. And as fate would have it they are moving by US!
A new chapter has begun and we are able to live an hour away from family! It was such a happy day for our family. We have not been sure we would have the ability to live by family again and it was a hard concept to get used to. When we were first married we lived by both of our parents and that was our dream. We wanted to live by our families and have our children raised knowing all of their extended family. And as life goes, it was not in the cards for us to stay that way. So, this new chapter is a happy day for us! Family makes us happy!
The kids are loved and spoiled rotten, and we have loved having something so amazing to look forward to on Derek's time off "family visits and gatherings"! Having family near by has given us so much joy and really rejuvenated our spirits after almost 3 years of residency.
After 11 years of marriage I can safely say I love each and every member and married in member of this family! I'm not sure many people can say that about their in laws, but I do love all my in laws and I'm grateful to all of them. Now if we can convince the rest of Derek's family and now mine to move to Texas life would be complete.
The kids went to a fun birthday party and made out with some fun party stuff.
I was able to coach the Young Women volleyball team for our ward. It was such a fun and rewarding experience. I'm so grateful I got to know the girls better and we had so much fun taking 2nd place!!!
My Mom turned 62 on January 30th.
I couldn't get in touch with my Mom to say happy birthday and called my Dad's phone to reach her. I'm grateful my Mom had a birthday that day. It gave me a chance to talk one last time. Dad sounded pretty weak on the phone, and I can't even remember what we talked about other than he went to get my Mom, and I said good bye.
Shellianne and my Mom were going to have a pajama sleep over party and keep an eye on my Dad that night. Dad was slowly getting worse and had been in the hospital again and came home knowing that it was close. They sent me pictures of them in their pajamas and so I had to get in on the pajama party and took a picture as well. Shortly after Dad started not doing so well, and the next morning we had a text message saying Dad didn't have long.
By lunch time I got the call from Shellianne, and he was gone.
It was faster than I expected, but in the end I knew it would be that day.
A few days earlier I had decided someone had better start working on the hard stuff, and sitting around in Texas waiting to hear bad news is never fun, so I got to work. I wrote a rough draft obituary for Dad. I was going to leave the date blank for the day he would pass, but I didn't... I wrote January 31st, and sure enough that was the day.
Other family members have similar experiences. I think we were all prepared in our own way, knowing that we had little time left...
That night we all boarded an airplane and left for Utah.
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