It is a quiet Sunday afternoon and I am sitting here trying to find strength and energy to keep going. I am so physically and emotionally exhausted, but somehow each day I find the strength to just keep going. I just read my last post about looking for the rainbow and it brought tears to my eyes. Did I know that I was typed that while back that it would be the source of what I needed to read today? That it would remind me that I can do hard things and that the rainbows are there. I just need to keep looking for them, relying on my Heavenly Father and pushing forward.
I know work was going to be busy, but I guess I did not think it would be this busy. I worked an extra 33 hours last month. I spent many nights working after I got home to prepare for the next day. Trainings for FSY have taken me out of the office roughly 15 hours each week for the past month so I have to do the work after hours. I will have to say though, that at one of the first trainings I went to, i was on the side with my team waiting to do more fingerprinting of the employees. I looked out over the congregation of almost 1600 people sitting there and was emotionally struck with the responsibility that I have to be a part of these young kinds lives; to help them be able to work and teach kids younger than them about Christ and his love. My dad stated it is more like a calling that I have been given and it is a littel bit overwhelming. I am so honored to be able to have the job I do. To have the trust of my Father in Heaven put in me to help these people be more like him. I am so happy no matter how tired I am. I am forever grateful I have been given the chance to work at BYU.
The exhaustion continues though as the teammate we were strongly with was let go this past week. I hate to see anyone lose their job, but it was such a struggle getting him to do things. He has camps that needs teachers that have stared and those teachers were not even hired. We have been going through his camps that now start tomorrow and found over half of them not ready to start. We get to go to work now at 6 tomorrow morning to hopefully get them all done. It is such a huge stress, but at least we have control of it now that he is gone and once it is caught up, it will be okay. I am grateful for my dear friend and coworker, La, who is such an inspiration to me.
That being said, I have been feeling like a failure when it comes to my family lately. Rob says I am not, but I feel like my life has just been all work. I try so hard to balance it out and spend time with them. I try to help him with his projects and markets as much as I can. I spent the last two days with him at a market close to our home sitting in the extreme heat and not seeing anyone buying anything. My heart ached for Rob and it was so hard to watch. However, it worked out okay in the end and it was great to be there with him.
Skyler has decided he wants to move to Washington so we are trying to help him find a job. It breaks my heart he will be so far away but he needs to make a life for himself. I just hope he can find a job soon and take some of that pressure off of us. Brittnie passed her test to be an insurance broker and her company loves her. They are moving her up and letting her manage groups. My old Magellan coworkers tell me all the time how awesome she is. I just so wish that she and Boyd could find some friends. Boyd started working for a family in our ward and gets up at 6:30 every morning to work out side all day in the hot heat. He is doing well and looking forward to a trip to Japan in November.
Then there is my daughter Cortnie. It hurts so bad to not be able to be close to her. She is still trying to work but is so tired and ready to have a baby. Her feet swell up every day and she is very uncomfortable but it won't be much longer, The doctor told her on Friday he might see her before her next appointment. It is just hard to sit on the sidelines know that she will be enduring pain and suffering and not there to help her. But, I am looking forward to spending two weeks with her after the little one is born. I just am so anxious and a worry wart so am praying so hard that all will be okay with her and the baby.
So yes, life is hard. It is hard when I get asked me make a meal for a neighbor or when my parents call and need help. I really just want to say no and what about me. But, I know that if I continue to serve, help and love others, I will be okay. I feel my Saviors love in all the world around me and pray that I can radiate it to those I am with each day.