St George?

Okay so I have never been it's biggest fan, but this week my eyes were open to the fact that I am still holding a grudge against it because this is where I had to go when we moved. I left my family, my friends, the only life I ever knew because my dad was transferred here.

I was also holding myself back from the fact that I did have a pretty good life here. I was able to have a close relationship with my parents, I was introduced to new wonderful friends, and a new way of doing things.

I think all of this time I have fought it so much because I was angry. I am so ashamed to admit this, but I was angry at Heavenly Father (and then in denial about that). I love Him more than anything and I know everything good in my life comes from him, so that is why I am so ashamed.

I mean, if you think of all of the good things, I have had wonderful wonderful things happen to me. I was able to get an internship because my young women's leader happened to be the directer of communications at a network of hospitals. I learned a lot about myself I think. I was able to see how people did things in California and how they did them in Utah and try and take the good from both.

My testimony of the temple came while I was at a church activity.

When we first found out I had to go see an Oncologist I was terrified, but my mom's best friend Jill Emett called me about 10 minutes later and knew what to say to let me know it was okay. There have been a lot of things in St George that I haven't let myself realize were blessings because of my anger and my pride.

Well I am writing this post not to get all mushy gushy and personal, but to say I am so sorry to my Heavenly Father for doubting his plan for me. He has been there every step of the way, my own personal cheerleader, protector, friend and confidant.

I am in St George applying for a job right now, and even if I don't get it I know that it was a good thing for me to be here, this week, so that I could truly figure out what was holding me back in life. Pride is not a good thing. I know, I know, that sounded real deep right? Well I am no scriptorian I don't know everything there is to know, I am just speaking from my heart. I know that this church is true, I know that my Heavenly Father loves me and will never lead me down a wrong path or into a trial that I can't handle, I am soooo sorry that it has taken me this long to realize my fault, I love my Heavenly Father and my Savior.