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I've been trying to follow the aftermath of Hurricane Harvey and then Irma. We've watched smoke fill the skies here in Idaho from all the west coast fires. It's costly to "fix" or "control" these situations, but surprisingly few have died from them. Perhaps it's still just a period of warning. A period of preparation. I do believe our carbon footprint plays a role. I do believe this world wasn't built to sustain our waste eternally. I do believe at some point, things will get much worse. But as the natural comforts of man get worse, I do believe our souls can still thrive and find hope in these last days. It's easy to see that when you watch neighbors work together, fight for each other & cry with strangers. I think the world needs a little more of this empathy & we can turn to it instead of fear. 

It's also the day of the 9/11 memory. N Korea wants to fight for their right to claim victory over America now. Unfortunately, the rest of the world still suffers greatly under tyrants & dictators. We might have Trump for a President and a crazy left & right wing divide, but even today, we're still very blessed. 

Today also marks the day Eric's parents go into the MTC. They'll leave for Brazil in a few short weeks. And Mr Smith went back to work. So today is a small farewell to them and I guess that means I'm back to my independence. It's honestly easier to set a routine when I know it's just me. I tend to lean on Mr Smith too much when he is around. I've let myself be exhausted, sick, depressed or weak and now I can move on I suppose. 

It's time to set a new routine, in a new place. It's time to meet new people and allow myself to be changed. It's time to be humble and accept new things. Perhaps I will adjust and perhaps make some small sort of difference. 





Gammi came to visit the day we moved in. It was nice to finally move in and make a home cooked meal. Hopefully we can stay away from Target & Walmart for a little longer. And hopefully the story time at the library was better than the music time. We will find our groove. 








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