The simple truth

I dont know how many of you can relate, but every several months or so I get the indisputable desire to cry. I become a ticking time bomb, waiting for the one thing to set me off. I've kind of figured it would be Thursday when I say goodbye to Jameson for the weekend. You see, since we've been married we've never had a day away so it is kind of a big deal.

So today. I start the day off trying to find a receipt to exchange Jameson's watch but in my search something got off balance and when I was sitting on the couch I saw a bucket fall from the cupboard and saw the first Halloween ornament (first holiday ornament) Jameson and I ever bought together in pieces. I didnt lost it.

I had an eye appointment to get some contacts so I dropped Chloe off at my friend's and took off with enough time to get there to do paperwork before my appointment. 10 minutes into the drive I'm suddenly being forced on the freeway going the WRONG direction. I call the office and I am in the wrong city getting no where near their office. They give me directions and I end up there eventually. 20 minutes late. (p.s. Chloe's nap was supposed to be at 11 and my appointment was at 10:20 so I'm cutting it close). I give them our new insurance info and sit down to work on the paperwork. They tell me I'm not covered. Not....covered...

I call Jameson and ask him to talk to HR. And my amazing WONDERFUL AWESOME SPECTACULAR husband runs down to HR during his shift to talk to them. They said they'd call the paperpushers but that they shouldn't count on them changing it. Jameson told me to go ahead and get my stuff done despite the costs (Awesome. I know. Jameson rocks) By the end of my appointment Jameson calls and says that they worked out the insurance!

I broke a sentimental ornament, I was 20 minutes late to an appointment, I wasn't going to be covered by insurance and was actually laughing about it with the eye techs! Why wasn't I crying!? So here is the simple truth. I believe I didnt lose it today for one simple reason. My ward's challenge to read the Book of Mormon in 120 days. And Day 1 was today.

Jameson and I have been doing our studies at night, but I knew with how much I was supposed to be reading that I wouldn't really have the time at night. So this morning I started the ward's challenge. I'm not much of a morning reader, puts me to sleep. And as I re-read chapters that I've started tons of times, I tried hard to ponder and see them differently so I would feel like I am growing from the experience. And maybe I didnt get anything out of the words on the page, but I definitely was able to keep my sanity during a day that would normally leave me on the floor with Chloe running rampant around me.

I am so grateful for my ward's challenge to read the Book of Mormon and that I felt inspired to take their challenge. It is an amazing book designed to bring us closer to God and I am so blessed to have a testimony that the words written in it are true accounts and that it is Another Testament of Jesus Christ.