Four Down, Six to Go

I've been trying to think of what to write about next and not coming up with any ideas. I am almost finished with my fourth year of teaching and I have been reflecting on how my life has changed. Each year has brought new challenges and new growth, I often wonder why the Lord wanted me to do this. I can rationalize and guess, but as of yet I am not sure. And yes, some days I second guess that decision.
This year was no different than the others, I have yet to start a year with out being in a panick, but it has finished differently. Two of my co-workers and I have formed a close friendship. I have not had this kind of relationship since high school and I am quite enjoying this new part of my life. I am friendly with most of the staff, but these two ladies and I have fun together. I feel like they have my back and I know I can count on them. They have helped me through the hard times and made my life at work more enjoyable.
I know that this friendship is part of why I needed to pursue this avenue at this time in my life. I also know that it's not the only reason, I am greatful for these two ladies and the friendship they have extened to me. I am thankful for an ever wise Heavenly Father that who shoves me in the direction he knows I need to go.

Father's Day

Keith recieved this questionnaire for father's day. I thought I would put it on the blog then each of you (Deanna, Brett, Jason, Debbi and Daniel) can answer at your leisure.
So here goes-
1. What is your favorite memory with your dad?
2. What is one of the best things your father has taught you?
3. What about your father makes you enjoy being with him?
4. How do you know he loves you?
5. How has your father helped your testimony grow?
6. If you could use one word to describe your father what would that word be?

Grandpa and Grandma Anderson

My grandpa and grandma Anderson lived on a farm south of Cowley Wyoming. They lived in a log cabin their entire lives with no in door plumbing. How I hated to go to the out house to use the toilet. I would try to hold my breath and hurry as fast as I could. I cannot even imagine cold winter nights and a trip to the out house. Although it probably did not smell so bad in the winter it would be so cold. The out house was quite a walk from the house.
My favorite memory of my grandma Anderson was her homemade bread fresh from the oven with homemade jelly smeared all over it. Now the truly unique part of it is that it was all prepared on a coal stove. I remember the unique taste as you could taste the coal smoke in all she made. I thought it was the best treat ever.
I marvel that in a modern world she never had running water nor a gas or electric stove. They were truly proud when they got electricity to one room of their house and I still recall sitting in that room with the single bare light bulb hanging out of the ceiling. It seems like it had to be un- screwed to turn it off.
I used to love to go to the farm and run around while dad visited.