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A year ago from today was the first time that we stepped foot into this place that we now call home. I wrote all about the process we went through to find our condo here, and I just went back and read it so maybe you should too ;) (I really love that about blogging by the way...)

In a nutshell... we looked at about 40 houses, put offers on three, and none of it felt right. Our contract on the house we were renting was up in a week and we had to figure something out quick. We thought about it for a little bit and felt like we should find something in the area of our city that we liked the best. We also decided to look at some condos instead of houses because it was a better decision for our long term goals.

This was the first condo that we looked at. We were sold. It just felt so right. It's a hard thing to describe. We had been praying throughout the whole "house hunt" process that we would end up where we needed to be. This is what felt right...

I had no clue a year ago when I stepped into this house that this was EXACTLY where I needed to be. I didn't know that six months later I would become pregnant and spend the next six months going through one of the hardest (if not the hardest) thing I have ever gone through.

The first time we went to our new ward I knew that it was going to be a good ward for us. So many nice people. Nice doesn't even begin to describe it. By far some of the best people I have ever met in my life. So willing to serve, to bring a meal, to talk, to be friends, to grandparent my little boy, to care for us.... We are living in a state with no family members for hundreds of miles... and in less than a year this ward has become our family.

I can not begin to describe how grateful I am for this. Heavenly Father knew that I needed to live in a place where I could have support. He knew what was coming, and he knew that these people who I go to church with would be supportive of us. I'm so glad we listened.

The list goes on. It's not even just about the ward members... the doctor that I had for Tru didn't have the best bedside manners in the world. He wasn't a horrible doctor, but there were a few things that he did and said when Tru was born that I really didn't appreciate. And his office staff was HORRIBLE! Just completely rude and inconsiderate. I knew that I needed to find another doctor before I had another baby. My friend, in my ward, highly recommended her doctor. Couldn't say enough good things about him. So I said sure why not. I know that I have not been his easiest patient this year. I can't even count the number of times I have called his office, needing to be seen ASAP. Even just a few days ago, I called, they had me come right in, and took care of me. I am so grateful for my good doctor and his wonderful office staff. With the problems I have had with this baby, that means more than the world to me. I have never had to deal with anyone there who was rude, or inconsiderate, or made me feel like I was a problem. I don't know that I would have found this doctor had I not moved into this condo and met Crystal...

There have been times that I have wished that we would have moved somewhere else... it would be nice to have a house with a yard, and no neighbors sharing walls... and no scorpions!!! But I know that this is exactly where we needed to be. It's not about the house, but it's been about the people. I am so grateful today that we listened, and we made a quick decision to pull out of buying one house and we came here....