The End of Love Week

Love week has ended. Our last days consisted of treats and me counting the ways I love my kids. It's funny, some of them take the love notes and put them carefully away. Others just leave them wherever and then, I pick them up and put them away myself because I'm convinced that someday they'll want them. Sometimes it doesn't seem to make a difference, but I hope it does. I'll end the week with two of my favorite things. Being with Guy and going to the temple.
It's always nice to go and get that gentle reminder of what's really important. And, guess what? It isn't the broken car or the empty bank account or whether or not anyone is ever going to publish my book. It's good to regain some focus, to remember what I love most.
My family.

The gospel.

My Savior.

Happy Love Week


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