Faith and Mountains
Monday’s are hard. I look forward to them. I count my weeks by them. I get excited for them, and I do nothing all day except text and talk to my missionary and my family. They are days we are together. ISH!! And I love it! But life happens always, and the reality of my family not being together settles in at night. I am trying so hard to be okay with it. I am trying to be okay with getting older. I am trying my hardest to learn to let go of my kids and I am trying my hardest to support adult children. I am trying to have faith in Heavenly Father’s timing. I am trying to be okay with the process of becoming through the challenges of life. I am trying. .. Right here! Right now! On Monday nights! This is my mountain! This is what I need help with. It is not rational! I can’t walk myself away from it! It isn’t going to move! So I must climb it! I know I won’t be climbing it alone, but sometimes. I don’t want this mountain to be here! I want the lush...
