It's 4 am and I am hiding in the front room hoping not to wake up Ashley who is asleep in the family room with her favorite fleece blanket and her trusty dog Dale looking so much like that little girl who would fall asleep on the landing between the stairs when she was three because she didn't want to go to sleep. I miss those days. I long for those days because that would mean I wouldn't be saying goodbye so soon. But there is something I have learned these last few months is that the Lord is in control and we need to have faith in him and his plan and that he loves us more than anything and we need to hold on and he will guide us. But we need to ask and seek for his help. I hope I can remember that and learn to seek more efficiently.
I really am so proud of her!
Last night we had her setting apart. The only others who came were Bishop and McKayla. I can't think of anything more appropriate. McKayla has been her oldest friend.
I had to bear my testimony.
One of the hardest things I have ever done.
Mackenzie did a last minute one herself.
It was cute and to the point.
When all was said and done even Joey's eyes were red from all the crying. Everyone's was. Tami even came with a pretty bad case of pneumonia. It was truly a remarkable experience.
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