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We had the most wonderful Christmas vacation. It has been 6 weeks since our return and we are still recovering. We love our family so very much and it kills us to be away from them. I swear we spend the entire 14 hour drive back from SLC plotting how we were going to move. This time, I really thought we'd pull the trigger, BUT after 6 weeks, logic finally kicked in. There really is no possible way we could sell our home right now, and while Dave is working from home, his company has asked that we stay within driving distance to a Philips campus - hey, 850 miles is driving distance - right? :)

However, as I walked the halls of my children's school tonight I felt peace. We are in such a wonderful community, they have great teachers and attend the most amazing school. The phrase "if it isn't broken, don't fix it" comes to my mind often. I guess what the heart desires and what is really best for us, isn't always the same. Who knows how long we will be here, but for now I know it is where we are supposed to be.

PS - to all of you in SLC, you CAN come and visit us too! I realized that I don't have any recent pics with the Collings except for this one taken two weeks ago. The lady in black is Dave's mom. We love visitors - just ask them! There are so many fun things to do here...please please please come and see us!

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Niki B said…
We always lived far away from our family (we were in Washington, they were in Utah)and I was always sad about it while growing up, but looking back, it made our visits that much more special! When you live nearby you don't make as much of a point to do special things together that often. I think you sort of take it for granted. When you live far away you hold each other on a pedestal and when you see each other its SO EXCITING!!! Even so, would love to see some famialiar faces around here someday. :)
The Dillon 6 said…
getting visitors from Utah is like waiting for monkeys to fly.

I know your heart must hurt to be away from them, but I am glad you are finding peace at being here. Our family loves yours and we're glad to be part of your MV Family. :)
Amy said…
We aren't even from Utah and we (well,I) talk about how to move back all the time. But selling our house is out of the question thank you very much economy! And I think my oldest child would actually rebel, if you can imagine, if we even mentioned moving. But I miss the constant sunshine, the family friendly activites, and the lack of rain!!!

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