Today was a great day. We went to our old ward for a homecoming. It was like we hadn't skipped a beat. We walked in and sat down in our regular seat and carried on like it hasn't been six months since we had been there.

I looked at Joe on the way home and said, how can something be so right, but yet feel so wrong? I know that we are where we are supposed to be yet, I miss our old ward so bad and it felt so good and right to be back there. Why couldn't we find a house in the same ward?

I know that it will take some time to make this place home or at least to feel like it is home. I am not sure how to make it better.

 

 

 

This was at family dinner tonight.