A change is gonna come....
I was thinking about the course of events this week as I blended my smoothie for breakfast this morning. I thought about just how much change has occurred. Mom & dad are leaving for Siberia, my whole bishopric was changed out and even my hairdresser up and left to Florida.
That feels like a lot of change at once.
But, as dad reminded me last night, change keeps us humble and helps us grow. It prevents us from getting to comfortable in our own ways and helps us to stretch.
It looks like I should pick up gymnastic classes. Or at least yoga.
