One week, so much stuff

            Well, in one week the world can definitely turn upside down. This has definitely been the upside down week. Possibly containing the some of the happiest and toughest days of my life so far. Lets start with Last Saturday, my grandparents had their fiftieth anniversary party. What an exciting time to remember why I am here, had they not gotten married where the heck would my soul be? I am so grateful to have a strong and righteous family, with my stalwart and faithful grandparents at the head. It was fun to meet with cousins and family from all over.

            Next lets talk about Tuesday. My best friend Isaiah Summerhays from California flew out to Utah a day before he was to report to the MTC and I got to join him and his parents in the Salt Lake Temple. Few experiences in my life can rival that night. The temple was beautiful and to be there with my best friend watching him make a great decision for his life was amazing. I am so proud of him for accepting the call to serve and trusting his life to his Heavenly Father. The joy that night is impossible to put into words.
           Friday rolls along and my best friend Bart Tingey returns home from his mission. It was a similarly amazing experience. To watch him return home standing tall, having finished what he set out to do. It is a blessing to see my friends living up to the high standards that God has set and seeing the tremendous people they become.
           So much good, then Saturday comes. Saturday the 14th of November will forever be such a mix of emotions for me. I will not go into detail for the sake of those involved. But suffice it to say that I will probably remember that day forever no matter what happens in the future. The emotional turmoil it brought was enough to make me physically sick. I don't think I got much sleep at all that night. It was mostly filled with pleading with my Heavenly Father and sick wrenching feelings. Thankfully the morning came. The Lord has a marvelous way of making things right, although the night was dark morning light came and filled my heart. The peace of the spirit calmed my mind and I knew everything would be alright in the end. A long talk with my bishop (don't go freaking out, it was just a talk, i haven't done anything horrible) , some apologies, and another long talk with my parents helped to further that peace and assurance. I know that the Lord loves us and will, if we let him, pave a way before us on which we are assured to find lasting happiness and eternal joy.
            So, now for another week, we will see what it brings with it.