Hard times

So, I was helping some friends set-up for a party at church today. They’re going all out. Seriously, I think it’ll look great, and totally add to the whole atmosphere of the party.
There are some familes in our ward going through changes. One going to Europe who’s now not and one who’s had her daughter enrolled in one school and then she got kicked to another school just a couple days ago (when school starts on Monday). I was just sitting there and thinking about how uncertain life is. Of course, I’m reminded of that every day in my job. One day you’re pregnant, and the next day the baby’s dead, or worse… you’re dead. It happens, and more than we’d care to think. Little things like where our kids go to school, or where we live mean so much to us (and don’t get me wrong, they mean a huge deal to us). But every once and a while sometimes you sit back and realize that the little ones around you and the man you married are pretty much it. Parents too, but it’s that core of people, that without these people your heart vanishes.
We’ve recently had something happen in our family that has made us (perhaps me, in particular — I hate to speak for Drew) step back and feel like it’s our family that matters most. Not work, not school, not hobbies, it’s the family. I am going to try and keep it as my priority. And, as my dad says, “don’t sweat the small stuff, it’s all small stuff.” However, there are big things that need to be dealt with from time to time, and I worry that I am pushing those things off my “plate” in order to pile-on some more small stuff. So, come here Conner, let’s read one more story before school starts…