Tuesday, November 24, 2009
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times
Once I started writing about the 17 Turkeys I couldn't stop. The saying of "it was the best of times, it was the worst of times" described that moment in my life perfectly. I have never had such an emotionally draining Christmas and two years as I had then. But after that Christmas of service and gratitude our prayers were answered once again. Though Dad put on his apostle voice to call us to family council, this time the council was more sweet then bitter. Dad finally got a job, but it required us to move to Tennessee. Without hesitation we all agreed to go, even my sister who was going into her senior year of high school knew that we needed to stay together as a family. Now I can't imagine how my life would be or how I would have turned out if it had not been for the 17 Turkeys and the move to Tennessee. "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times" must most of all it was a time of faith, hope and love.
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