2+2=4

I'm about to snooze on the couch while Logan naps (gotta love Sundays) so this will be short and sweet. A phrase keeps popping into my head and I'm positive there's a reason behind it. I know that this time in my life is difficult. Definitely not ideal or part of any plan I would have drawn up. God created us and instructed us to marry and have children, which is exactly what I want. So this in-between stage is starting to drive me bonkers. But I know there are lessons I need to learn and changes I need to make. Needless to say, I've been a little preoccupied trying to figure out what those lessons are. I have to admit, a BIG part of me is pleading with God that I'll learn them quickly so that I can get on with life and most especially, so that Logan can grow up in a loving family. It dawned on me today that I've been in such a rush to learn, grow, experience, and "find myself", that I've been going about it the wrong way... by myself. But this is the phrase I've found repeated in my head several times over the last few weeks, "there's a fine line between finding yourself and losing yourself". I think I've discovered that the difference between those who 'find' and those who 'lose' depends on the amount of faith and the amount of yourself you're willing to give to Heavenly Father. There's a quote we read in Relief Society today from the new Relief Society book, "Daughters in My Kingdom", that struck several chords within me. "The average woman today, I believe, would do well to appraise her interests, evaluate the activities in which she is engaged, and then take steps to simplify her life, putting things of first importance first, placing emphasis where the rewards will be greatest and most enduring, and ridding herself of the less rewarding activities." (Belle S. Spafford, A Woman's Reach) Here's to new direction and a renewed faith that all things will work together and my "happily ever after" isn't just a dream.