Last month our lives were forever changed as sweet Juniper took her first breath and at the same time, took ours away. It was beautiful and surreal all at the same time. The hours and moments leading up to the birth will forever be etched into my heart. Details about the birth are Shannell’s story to share and when the time is right I bet she will share them. If you aren’t following her blog (http://msreclaim.weebly.com/blog/why-i-chose-adoption) you should! She is an inspiration as she shares her faith finding experience through these uncharted waters. My blog is a little all over the place but this post is for sure from an adoptive parents’ perspective with feelings that came and went throughout the process. I realize every adoption is different and sweet in its own way. I don’t speak for all adoptive parents but this was our sweet and emotional experience, which we cherish and get teary about often. Oh what love we have for Shannell and our sweet angle baby, Juniper!
October 5th- Induction day! This date was highlighted and starred on our calendars and hearts for weeks. Summer was crazy busy for us but somehow October 5th seemed to still be light years away. Summer is one of my favorite seasons, but this year all I wanted was for summer to be over because that meant our long awaited baby would be here.
Christian and I had been hoping to adopt for over three years, yet this 21-week stretch (Shannell chose us when she was 18 weeks along and she delivered at 39 weeks) seemed to be an eternity! Why did it feel so long? Maybe because in a way we (mostly me) were holding our breath waiting for something to go wrong. After all we had quite the turn of events happen rapidly this year…within 12 days we had been matched with an adoption AND we found out that our last round of IVF had worked! As ecstatic as we were we just knew it was too good to be true and at some point the adoption or the pregnancy would fail. The best way I can describe our feelings during the 21 weeks was reserved excitement.
The ‘reserved excitement’ came from doubts and fears which came up at different points through the process. I’ve listed a few below just to give you a sense of the roller coaster of feelings.
Back to October 5th or actually the 4th. We had a pre-birth party at the mall with some yummy Asian cuisine. Shannell looked beautiful as always but we could both tell she was exhausted. She had been working full time, taking care of her very cute and full of energy daughter, was pregnant, AND processing what would be happening in the next couple days- no wonder she looked a little tired! We had fun visiting with her at the mall and as we said our goodbyes we knew it would be only a couple hours before we would see each other again.
Christian and I picked her up around 11pm and headed to target to get some necessities (dark chocolate…) before going to the hospital. Once at the hospital it was BABY TIME- or so we all thought. The doctor had mentioned that we could have a baby by 6am so we were expecting things to progress pretty quickly. That wasn’t quite the case. Juniper took her sweet time but finally came into this world at 4:40pm. Shannell let Christian and I stay in the room for the entire birth. It was so beautiful, and Shannell was a CHAMP! No exaggeration. I was watching her thinking, this whole birthing/pushing thing really isn’t that bad (unfortunately I know that isn’t the norm :)). We watched a beautiful baby enter the world and take her first breath. I remember seeing her head start to crown and I was flooded with much excitement thinking, “this is really happening!!!” Seconds later the doctor announced that the cord was wrapped around her neck twice. She was pretty blue but the doc got her all untangled and Christian was able to cut the cord.
***This is when my heart started breaking as I balanced my excitement with the loss I felt Shannell might be experiencing*****
As they took little Juniper to the heat lamps to get her breathing, I left Shannell's side to be near Juniper. I remember walking over to the sweet babe and glancing back at Shannell, thinking to myself, "you're such a jerk. I can’t believe I just left Shannell's side!" I felt as though I was abandoning a dear friend in a time of great sacrifice. At the exact same time I couldn’t leave Junipers side. I felt torn between wanting to spend every possible moment with Juniper and wanting to make sure Shannell knew I loved her.
Warming Juniper up and getting her breathing seemed like it took forever. I remember when they told me I could touch her I reached out and touched her little hand. I don’t remember what I said to her but I felt a wave of deep emotion. So much love for her, and for Shannell’s great gift and sacrifice. I couldn’t wait to hold the sweet angel.
As soon as they let me hold her I wanted to make sure Shannell had as much contact as she wanted. As we had planned for this day, Shannell made it very clear that she wanted Christian and I to be the first ones to hold her (what a selfless act right there!). We wanted to make sure we weren’t robbing Shannell of that precious experience. The plan was made between us and Shannell that we would do skin to skin right next to her so that she could be there and experience those first precious moments.
I can’t begin to imagine what Shannell was feeling at any point in this journey, but especially right after giving birth. I remember looking over at her from across the room, and although the room was busy, there was a stillness about her. Like I said, I can’t imagine what she was thinking in those moments, but I know for us in that moment, time seemed to stand still as the reality of what we had talked about for a long time continued to unfold before our eyes. For Christian and I it was immense joy. However, at the same time it was heartbreaking to see our dear friend who was seeing all these events unfold through a different lens. I kept feeling guilty for being so excited. I remember thinking, how could I be this happy when Shannell is watching and probably hurting inside that she isn’t the one holding and loving on this precious baby?
I remember walking over to Shannell’s side so she could see Juniper and maybe even hold her. She needed a bit more time before she was ready to hold her and I felt awful for asking before she was ready. The evening flew by and before long Christian and I were carting the precious baby to our room for the night. I didn’t want to sleep. I just wanted to hold her all night and give her a million kisses (which I did). I remember praying for Shannell that night and asking for her to be comforted in what could be a sad and lonely night. I messaged her around 9pm saying we could come hang out with her if she wanted. She text back a while later but I didn’t see it until around 4am when she text again saying she was up for some company! So Juniper and I headed back down the long hall to Shannells room. I think that was the first time Shannell held her. Shannell looked so refreshed and was glowing. I left them alone for some much deserved one on one time. I walked back down to my room and remember feeling a little empty. I even had the thought- what if Shannell changes her mind? Juniper is a perfect, beautiful baby girl, and I knew this was definitely a possibility as emotions were high, but I let it pass and tried to enjoy every moment I could. We had visitors throughout the day, mostly family coming to offer congratulations. It seemed to be another whirlwind of a day, and before we knew it the social workers were there for relinquishment (kind of a cold term but I’m not sure what else to call it).
Christian, my mom and I said our goodbyes to Shannell and Juniper, and headed back to our room. We waited there for a while making small talk awaiting the cue that Shannell had signed before we proceeded. What a mix of emotions. Again, my heart was breaking as I imagined her sitting on her bed holding Juniper as the social worker read the documents. Did she pause and take a minute to look at Juniper before signing- maybe even hesitate? Was she heartbroken but followed through because she felt it was right? As badly as I wanted her to sign, I also understood if she couldn’t. What a sacrifice she was making, one that many are unable to even comprehend.
A text came through and our social worker said, “Congratulations! Shannell signed!” Immense joy paralleled by heartbreak for Shannell ran through me. We hurried through the paperwork, reading and signing all the documents. We were anxious to get back to Shannell and Juniper.
We finished the night with lots of hugs and pictures and eventually headed home with our baby. Did I just say that? Yep- almost 6 years into this family building gig and we finally had a baby! Still surreal, we loaded her up in her car seat and into the car and headed home. It was late and we were emotionally and physically exhausted so we crawled into bed with our sweet baby and said a prayer of thanksgiving that night for so many things.
Today marks 8 weeks from when Juniper joined our family and every day we thank God for the blessing she is in our life. Our hearts are overfilled with gratitude this year as we have so much to be thankful for.
We’ve received such a positive response from our last post and also lots of questions about how everything came to be so here are some more details for you :)
1. Your Pregnant- it’s a miracle!
Yes, I’m pregnant and yes it is a miracle because the more I learn about what it takes to make a baby, the more I see it as a down right miracle that it ever works! BUT I didn’t just spontaneously become pregnant with twins. Nope. The twins were a group effort through IVF.
2. Which came first, the adoption match or your pregnancy?
The adoption match came first but not by much. In fact, we verbally matched just 2 days before our scheduled IVF transfer. Of course we didn’t know immediately that it worked, we found out 10 days later that my blood work was high. I think the nurses exact words were, “your blood work came back positive- congratulations, you’re pregnant!” Me: “wait what? Are you serious?” Her: “Yes! Your labs were REALLY REALLY high.” I always pictured myself becoming overcome with emotions, crying because I was so happy etc. That wasn’t quite how things went. I was more stunned than anything. Definitely excited but nothing felt real yet so it was more of a good dream feeling. After the blood work we waited another two weeks before the viability ultrasound and lo and behold there were two heart beats. Again thinking I would be overcome with emotion if I ever made it to this point and again thinking, is this real? I don’t look pregnant, feel pregnant, never thought I would be pregnant and now they are saying they can hear two heartbeats inside me??? This is crazy town!!
3. Does the expectant mom know your pregnant?
Of course. As soon as we found out we were pregnant we knew we needed to tell her. We always want our relationship to be based on trust and we realize this was a big deal and a possible game changer. We really wanted to tell her in person but the agency wouldn’t let us. It turned out to be an emotionally charged couple days as we waited to hear what she decided. All we were told was that she didn’t take it well and she needed time and she didn’t want us to reach out to her. Of course we were panicking, crying, and praying a lot. We were much more emotionally vested into the adoption than we were with the pregnancy and it felt like our hands were tied because we couldn’t actually talk to her. Everything ended up turning out OK and she has been really supportive of the situation. She truly is a gem of a person.
4. This always happens…you adopt and then get pregnant because you were more relaxed! (lots of versions of this question/comment have come up)
Well no, not exactly. It might happen a lot but I assure you it doesn’t ALWAYS happen. It happened for us though and I can assure you it didn’t happen because I was less stressed. I was WAY more stressed going into this IVF transfer than any other transfer. Why? I had more to lose. If it worked would our expectant mom change her mind? If it didn’t work then that was two more embryos down the drain. Christian and I felt like we should still proceed and the prospect of it working and having 2 or 3 babies at a time scared us, but so did the thought of losing the match that had just been made. We felt at peace in proceeding with the IVF transfer and continue to feel that peace as we prepare our hearts and home for these three littles.
5. Why are you still going to adopt if you are pregnant now….Isn’t two enough?
Please someone restrain me from scratching your eyes out. This is majorly offensive. Adoption isn’t our second choice. It’s not a backup plan we had because we couldn’t get pregnant. It’s not second rate. ROAR! HISS! I realize not everyone shares the same views as us but for heaven sakes keep your thoughts to yourself, I never remember asking for your opinion. To everyone else that actually cares, I remember several times feeling a spiritual confirmation that we would be growing our family through adoption. We’ve also felt that we needed to continue with infertility treatments. So we acted in faith and this is the result. We are over the moon!
6. Are you nervous that the adoption won’t go through?
Sure. That thought crosses our minds every once in a while. Its normal to think about this as a form of self-protection, it’s a natural thought that comes with the territory and it’s definitely still a possibility. The baby is not our baby yet. Do we love her? Absolutely! Do we want this adoption to go through? More than anything in the world. We also have a deep and profound respect and love for our expectant mother and realize she has the right to change her mind. Often my heart hurts for her as I think about the decision she will have to make. As we have traveled this adoption path I’ve come to realize that adoption is the most selfless decision a mother can make. In that decision, she takes upon herself the pain, she makes a choice that she feels benefits someone else more than herself. I can’t fully understand what she might be going through I just keep praying that Christian and I will know what to do so support her.
7. Is this adoption going to be open or closed?
8. Are you OK with it being open?
YES! We feel so blessed that the adoption will be open. I’m grateful that things have changed and open is more of the new normal. There are so many reasons we want an open adoption and we absolutely love our expectant mom. I couldn’t have dreamed up a better situation. This adoption journey has been full of unexpected blessings and one of those has been getting to know our expectant mom. She is a beautiful soul and you better believe that we want her to be part of our lives.
9. How is your pregnancy going?
Rough, emotional, surreal …everything that the adoption hasn’t been. I’ll probably post another time about this but overall it’s getting better. My heart is softening a bit and allowing myself to feel more excited and connected. I’ve built some brick walls around my heart with the pregnancy thing and tearing them down has been harder than I thought it would be…probably explains the whole stunned feelings and no tears at appointments.
10. How are you guys going to make it?
Not sure exactly what ‘make it’ means- maybe survive? We plan to keep things simple for a while and focus on the kids and ourselves. We will take things one day at a time. Stay tuned :)
11. You have no idea what you are getting yourselves into.
We know that we don’t know. Thanks though. We also don’t have anything to compare this to so it will quickly become our new norm.
12. Are you going to move home?
Maybe the sanest thing to do at this point. I think both our moms would probably like this but we are planning on staying put. I bet there will be moments when we wish our moms were there to take care of us. I keep you in the loop if we change our minds :)
Thanks for reading! We are on our final count down for this baby girl!! This is new territory for us and we don't know exactly what to expect. Lots of people have asked what we need, and at this point we need prays. Lot and lots of prayers. Prayers for a safe delivery, prayers that the spirit will be there to guide and comfort. Prayers mostly for our expectant mom as she prepares to do something so brave that most of the world cannot relate to.
Couldn't be more excited for all our adventures coming this year (October) and next (February). So many feelings and things to say!
For now all I can say is, we are so grateful and often teary thinking about our three littles and how much we already love them.
A big thank you to all our friends and family that have offered countless prayers in our behalf as we have prayed, hoped, wished for and summoned these sweet little ones into our family. Its been a loooong road growing our family and we are beyond grateful for the support we have received along the way.
photo credit goes to Tenney Moments photography.
There was a lot of love in that ultrasound room. I wasn't sure what to expect and how much we would be involved during the checkup, especially since they get all up close and personal sometimes :). We just planned on rolling with whatever our birth mom felt comfortable with. Remember how amazing she is? Well, when she was called to the back by the nurse and we all stood up and proceeded to the back, the nurse looked a little shocked. Our birth mom made it clear that we were all ONE. I love that thought. We really are all one in 'cause' right now. Christian and I are both so grateful she is on our team through this process.
Ok, I'll get to the nitty gritty since that's what you all want to hear.... first off the OB is such an neat guy, he was really supportive of our situation and tried to involve us throughout the appointment. Christian and I got to place our hands on birth moms tummy and feel the baby. it was so sweet and a wee bit emotional for me (lets be real, what isn't these days!). It's hard to explain the kind of love we feel right now. We are so grateful to our birth mom, we love her so much, we also feel so much love for this sweet babes and are already feeling connected to HER. There I said it, it's a GIRL, and we are thrilled. She has two lovely legs, feet, hands, kidneys, a brain, lots ribs, a liver, and a beautifully beating heart (the sound of which brought tears to my eyes). She is perfect. She has our hearts and completely consumes our minds. I'm gonna have carpal tunnel by Tuesday if I keep pinning baby room ideas at this rate! Can it be October already? We can hardly wait to love on our baby girl.
Christian- you are a little out numbered here. As it stands there are two boys (Christian and Rex the Rooster), and 9 girls (me, 2 kitties, 1 dog, and 5 chickens). I'd tell you to go get a really manly pet, like a snake if I weren't completely terrified of them! Despite these number, he really cannot be more excited about our baby girl, and to be honest, thats what he was rooting for.
We want to say a BIG thank you to all those who have been praying for us throughout the years, Please keep us all, especially our birth mom in your prayers.
And lastly, thank you Lily for stealing the show in this picture #yougottayawnwhenyougottayawn
How does a tree in the middle of the desert grow to be so beautiful, and strong? I saw this tree as I was hiking up wild horse canyon near goblin valley, UT. It was as if the tree reached out and tugged on my soul, like it needed to teach me something, save me, or just connect with me somehow. I thought about this tree for most of the hike, trying to come up with a logical explanation for how it came to be. My first conclusion was that the tree relied on the occasional rain and water that a flash flood would bring. I tried to figure out what lesson I was supposed to be learning from this tree but could never make sense of it. A few weeks have gone by since I saw this tree and I finally have a new conclusion. Ready for it?
In order for this tree to survive it must dig deep. The roots must be deep enough and strong enough to sustain itself through long drought seasons, storms and any other attack on its safety. The past five and a half years of my life have been spent trying to bring children into our family. I’ve felt beat down, diminished, alone, and abandoned. I’ve struggled to understand faith and hope as I’ve been in the midst of this journey. I used to think hope was a lot of well wishes for the next infertility procedure or adoption situation to work. After years of that, it becomes exhausting and it’s really hard to stay hopeful. I started challenging Heavenly Father’s plan for me. I couldn’t spend a lot of time telling you how challenging it was but I don’t want to taint this post with that because it is supposed to be a happy post.
Just yesterday we met with the most beautiful woman in the world who has decided to place her unborn child into our hands. I never thought I would be writing this but I am and I’ve never felt so humbled. This situation came up fast and took us by surprise. Friday we learned that we would be going out to lunch on Saturday to get to know each other. I felt really calm about the whole thing which was different from past situations. While we were waiting for everyone to arrive, I casually told Christian what I thought she was going to look like but said that I needed to keep my mind open just in case I was wrong. When she walked up I was stunned to find that she did look very much like I had imagined. As we hugged, I felt as if I was hugging a long lost friend. Lunch felt natural and the more we talked the more impressed I was with her. Imagine my surprise when during lunch she told us she wanted us to adopt her baby! I think we were both in a bit of shock but felt calm and at peace the entire time.
After we parted ways Christian and I both felt so good about what had just happened. Still in shock we called our Moms because who else do you call when you get that kind of new? We skipped home and continued to process that it was really happening.
This morning our social worker asked if we could meet for a little bit, which of course we said yes to. We showed up thinking it was to sign a document or something of the sort. A few minutes later our birth mom shows up to give me a gift for mother’s day. Her gift was so tender and thoughtful. Here she is giving us a gift that I can only hope for and then feels the need to make me feel special on mother’s day. She is amazing and has a heart of gold. I couldn’t have dreamed of a more perfect person to go through this process with. I feel really blessed and grateful for many things. I know if I hadn’t dug deep over the last five plus years I wouldn’t have made it through. I would have been lost and most likely forfeited this opportunity and blessing. Digging deep isn’t easy, wasn’t fun, and definitely not enjoyable in any way. This looked a lot like saying prayers when I wasn’t getting answers, going to church when it was hard, reading my scriptures and trying to understand how the atonement applied to me. This might seem like a simple list but believe me when I say I felt like I’ve been through a mental, physical, emotional and financial war. These challenges have softened the soil enough for my roots to grow a little deeper and a little stronger. I can’t say I want to relive any one of them but I’m grateful for the things I’ve learned and the strength I now have.
Happy Mother’s Day!
“If it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you.” - Fred DeVito. Have you ever felt like the end of something big and horrible would never come? That’s been me for the past 2 ½ years. On a wild whim I applied for grad school, thinking it would be something nice and productive to fill my spare time (silly me). A few short weeks into the program I realized it wasn’t something nice to fill my time with it was something evil (not really though, it just felt that way). My life become a structured ritual where every minute was spent either working, or studying. I remember feeling like this would never end and I became a little panicky about the whole thing. Some semesters were more challenging than others. There was one semester, where contrary to what I study and promote, I ate an absurd amount of dark chocolate to help me cope with the stress. I remember one evening I was trying to do my biostats homework and for the life of me I couldn’t figure it out. I would just start crying, lay my head on my desk and cry a little more, then I would eat a few more bites of dark chocolate and carry on. It wasn’t a healthy habit by any means but it did enlighten my mind to better understand those who have really stressful lives and who struggle to make healthy changes.
I learned a lot about nutrition science and even more about myself. I was challenged, mentally, physically, and emotionally during this time and it definitely changed me. I would be ungrateful if I didn’t mention my super supportive husband and my biggest cheerleader, my mom. I couldn’t have done it without these two and I think the two of them are just as excited for me to be finished as I am! Here's to finishing something I never thought I could do.
So many fun things...
We spent a week touring Yellowstone and the surrounding areas- it was so beautiful. We stayed with Christian’s family in a cabin literally on Henry Lake. We went fishing, kayaking, and boating on the lake, we drove through the park, walked along the river, and did some white water rafting.
Probably my favorite memory of the trip was when I walked out to the lake shore to hear that a leach had bit Andrew (Christian’s brother) just a few feet off the shore. I was determined to not get bit by a leach so I put on a pair of slip on shoes thinking hey would protect my feet better than flip flops. We decided to give the kayaks a try so Brooke (sister-in-law) and I jumped on a single persons kayak with two broken paddles and started rowing off shore. The entire experience was a little comical...i started of by sitting in the back area where one might keep their personal items. Turns out I weigh too much for that and its especially detrimental when the plug is missing. Pretty much our kayak was full of water which makes steering and paddling difficult not to mention we both had one half of a paddle. We could not go straight for the life of us! After I realized we were taking on water I moved up to the seat part of the kayak and Brooke was sitting between my legs. We were just floating waiting for the rest of the group to get ready and I asked Brooke to take off my shoes so I didn’t get a weird tan line…to my horror when she took off one of my shoes, we found that a leach had attached to my heel. We both started screaming and I was yelling at her to get it off because I couldn’t reach it being in the back. She wouldn’t get it off for me and just kept laughing and yelling at me not to tip the kayak over. I finally got it off, no thanks to Brooke! I felt violated and couldn’t help wondering where else those nasty suckers (literally) might be!
Another great moment of the trip was when we finally got the boat in the water, we had not been pushed off the dock for more than 30 seconds when a HUGE storm blew in. Waves were coming over the front and we came right back to the dock. That was the extent of our boating that trip but I bet no one will be forgetting that little adventure for a while!
One of our favorite weekend trips...the annual Neeley Lava Hot Springs camping trip. We love that place and always hike to the ‘L’, float the river, soak in the hot springs, socialize with the locals, get some delicious ice cream, BBQ, dance party, and our latest addition has been uncle Jason's Razor. Those things are CRAZY and so fun.
We love our fruit trees! Peaches, cherries, plums, mulberries and more to come! Summer fruit and veggie filled dinners are my favorite-yumyum!
I surprised Christian with 6 chickens right when we moved to ‘the projects’ and another 2 a few weeks later! He was ecstatic…either that or stunned. I like to stick with ecstatic because it makes my decision look a lot better J They have been the best pets and are so fun to have around. The only downside is they completely destroyed the peppers in my garden- so no peppers this year. They have been free range chickens since day one which has been awesome but they recently started venturing down the road and found that our neighbors have great yards that are ripe for the picking which turns out to be a little bit of an awkward way to meet your new neighbors! Christian picked up an old chicken coop and set it up in our yard. We gathered all the chickens and put them in the coop thinking we had won the war with wayward chickens. Turns out most of them can fly out of the coop!
Funny story: A few nights ago I was sitting on my bed texting a few people back when something in the pile of covers next to me started moving. I started laughing thinking that Lily our dog had snuck on the bed and crawled under the covers. I called for Christian to come see what Lily had done. He came in and just started laughing and then said, “That’s not Lily!” I looked up and Lily was standing right next to him- Yikes! I flew off the bed and out of the room. I started screaming kill the rat because I was sure it was a rat! Christian grabbed a 2X4 and went to smack it but I screamed stop because I wanted to see what it was first. So he threw the covers off and low and behold there was Granny (one of our chickens) and she had laid an egg in MY nest! We started laughing so hard mostly out of relief that it wasn’t a rat and that we didn’t kill Granny! Poor Granny was almost bopped on the head! Since then she has successfully laid another egg in our room and tried multiple times to get inside every day since.
Lily joined our family a few months ago. We found her on KSL on a Saturday morning, visited her that Saturday evening and she has been ours ever since. Lily was actually named Scout when we first got her but we changed her name to Lily, because who names a girl dog Scout (no offense if you have a girl dog named Scout)?? She is the sweetest pooch and we learned quickly that she is entirely motivated by food and scratches. She’s supposedly a Walker Coonhound but happens to be much shorter than her breed. Lots of people think she looks like a Beagle and someone asked if she was part Dalmatian but my all-time favorite was when a little girl said she looks like a Wiener dog! I about lost it laughing so hard! Poor Lily :) whether she is a Beagle, Weiner dog, Dalmatian or something else we love her just the same.
So much has happened this year, starting with the career path change for Christian. After we decided that dental school was not the career path we were going to head down we figured it was time to buy a house and that’s just what we did. We found this charming, slightly quirky fixer upper in Lindon, Utah that we decided needed to be ours. After a few months of negotiations and many repairs we finally got the keys. It was a busy, crazy couple of weeks balancing packing, moving, and finals but we made it and are really excited about the place. I mentioned that it’s a fixer upper and I’m not exaggerating. We plan to renovate the entire home one area at a time starting with the basement. After spending nearly all summer renovating the basement I decided that the home needed a name and I knew the perfect name for it… “the projects.” Many have lifted an eyebrow at the house and given us the, you’re crazy look- and believe me, we know it. We see the potential and can picture having a family here (fingers still crossed!), we love the lot, the trees, the horses that surround us, Christian particularly loves the shops and has already set up a wood shop in one of them. The move was bitter sweet, we spent five and a half years at our first place. We grew to love our friends and neighbors, it was where Christian and I started our lives together and made so many memories. We both shed a few tears thinking about the people we were leaving. We both knew it was time to move which made everything a little easier. In the short time we have been here we have met tons of friends, and neighbors. We feel right at home here in Lindon and haven’t regretted our decision one bit!
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