The boxes are back...

Well Justin and I are on the move again! It's our fourth move in a year and a half, and I think we are officially exhausted by the moving process! Our apartment is loaded with boxes to fill (good thing we never actually get rid of the boxes) along with piles of things to pack up. Regardless of the work to do these moving boxes always cause me to stop and think of all the changes Justin and I have recently experienced. There's the obvious, we had Brody and now we're parents, no longer in the "newlywed" stage of life. Rather we spend our time acting silly and making weird noises in hope that Brody will elicit a smile. Justin started his second year of dental school, which allows him more hands on time, longer hours, and more satisfying days at school. I no longer have a class of 15 to teach, but just one little guy who gets my undivided attention, and sometimes can be more fun and more work than those 15 combined! But then there are changes in other areas as well. With so many members leaving the area, our ward was dissolved and combined with other wards (so I don't want to hear anyone complaining about their ward being too big!). We have pretty much the same callings, but now have new people to work with and get to know. The dynamics of our friendships have changed as we've watched several friends marry, start their families, or pursue different interests. Apparantly we're not the only ones with new experiences! All in all, whenever the moving boxes are back, it always causes a moment of reflection on the change -or changes- that are taking place. As much as I love predictability, routines and schedules, the past little while has been anything but. The good thing is I love where its taken us and wouldn't change a thing.