The End of a Utah Chapter

 

 These were our last days in Utah.  It was a challenging move.  It began by looking at every thing we owned, one piece at a time, and then determining if we were going to take it with us.  To meet the criteria it had to fit in the back of our mini van and be to difficult to replace.  What would fit?  What could I live without? What did I really need in order to meet my goal of making a happy family and giving my children a happy childhood?  It was a tedious process, but was a process that taught me about myself and what was most important to me.  And I have to say it is so liberating to own less stuff and lead a simpler life.

That was just the first step and it totally overwhelmed me.  I think the hardest part was figuring out how to pack the car in the most efficient way.  Mark was working a lot so it was me and the kids.  That is when Annie and Allen came to save me.  They helped me pack the car and they helped me with the kids so that I could do it.  I will love them forever for that.

 It was fun to see the kids after all the furniture was gone to make play houses with the couch cushions that we would be throwing away.  They had fun with what little we had.  I was going crazy.  A kitchen table,  toys, and couches make living at home much easier.  My strategy was to leave the house.