When I came out to college all those years ago, I hung out with Kjirsten and her then little family a lot! I was pretty homesick, and they took me in probably more than they would have liked. Kj and I got to have lots and lots of talks and I really enjoyed every single one.
During one of these talks, she told me some advice that my dad had given her when she got married. He said, "love your ward." If you don't totally understand what that means, basically, love where you live and the people that make up your community.
When we moved out here to Evanston 5 years ago, I did NOT love it! It took us about 2 years to actually get comfortable here and really start to enjoy the ins and outs of small town living. I've had many friends come and go over the years. Some hated it here from the beginning and never had space in their heart to 'love where they live', and others never even let themselves think a single bad thought about the town because it was 'their' town from the very start. I've learned a lot from ALL of these friends.
Recently, I was reading a blog where she would do a post every so often about loving where you live. I really wish I could remember the blog because she deserves some credit, maybe I'll be able to add it later. Anyway, I loved that idea.
So today, I'm loving where I live. Even though spring is having a hard time hanging on, and we had to play at the park in the snow because we couldn't stay trapped in the house one more second, we are loving it!
The kids thought it was quite the treat to jump off the slide into snowy puddles! And I thought it was a treat to feel the warm sun on my face and smell the fresh cold air.
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