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For the first time it seems, we can see a little bit of what our future might hold for us. We’ve been stumbling happily along so far knowing that if we work hard that things will work out. Not only will we be expanding our little family, but we’ve also had a lot of career opportunities arise within the last few months. With these amazing opportunities come challenging decisions. Someday we will have to move from our first home onto bigger and better things (or to smaller and more expensive things).

Note that I didn’t say we ARE moving, but it could be a possibility. Because of this new idea I’ve been thinking a lot about our home. I love our home. I love that when I wake up in the morning and look out my window I can see the Rexburg Temple. It’s a daily reminder of the covenants we made nearly two years ago on our wedding day. I love that Jess has a room all to himself to make into a man cave- complete with animal skulls, guns, golf clubs, weights, and a baseball bat. I love that Boo has a backyard to run around in and that we have a room for Baby Girl (which is slowly being taken over by pink stuff.) I love that we have a pool just a few minutes walk away…even though we usually drive because most of the year in Rexburg it’s below 0. I love that we are in a safe neighborhood full of little kids that could become Baby Girl’s first friends. These are only a few things on the list of what I love about our home.

I can’t tell you that the idea of leaving Idaho, where the farthest family member is maybe an hour away, doesn’t make me terribly frightened. I could pretend that moving to a city any bigger than Rexburg with a new baby doesn’t give me anxiety. Out of all these emotions and thoughts, the one that tops the list is excitement! Closely followed by “terrified out of my mind”, but let’s focus on excitement. Although I’d be so sad to leave the place where so many amazing memories were made, I know that the most important part of those memories are my husband. The words “Home is Wherever I’m with You” have never been so true in my life. I’ve told Jess that I would live in a box as long as it meant that we got to be together, and I surprised even myself that I meant it. I would hope that it’s a nice box, but you get the point.

I love this place that keeps us warm in the winter and cool in the summer, and that holds so many memories for us and for families before us. But more importantly I love my home that is Jesse and eventually our baby girl and other kiddos, and of course Boo cuddled between us like always.

Yours Sincerely,

A homebody…sort of.