Wayne and I were finally able to make it out to Neola for a nice three day weekend. Its been almost four months since I was there last, and a lot has changed. My parents doubled the size of the pond in the back yard and added an island for the ducks, purchased a four wheeler and added a side lawn to their already ginormaous yard. It was fun to see all the changes, and Wayne had lots of fun dreaming up his adventure for next summer. I'll just let you know it involves the pond, the four wheeler, PVC pipe, large intertubes and his wakeboard. I'm just excited to tape it, because I'm banking that we'll have some great footage to send into AFV and Country Fried Videos.
Me & my good Neola buddy Marleigh...We've been friends since the day she was born. I'm pretty sure I've been her friend longer than anyone else....besides family of course.
Aside from chillin with family, one of my favorite parts of going home is going to church in my home ward. I love the feelings I have when I see the friends I grew up with, and all my leaders and teachers from nursery up to young womens. There is just something special about being surrounded by all those great people that helped me to become the person I am today. (Especially my YW president...you know who you are ;) It is kind of crazy to see the little kids, that were literally babies when I was there, and now their passing the sacrament and going into young womens. It hits me how old I really am, even though I still feel like I was just a young woman myself...and that I'm not old enough to be teaching them. Crazy. I'm so grateful for growing up in Neola, even though I never thought I would say that. I look back and really appreciate the opportunities I had, the friends I love and the things I learned growing up in a small town. I am always amazed at how that great town pulls together and helps each other out when tragedy stikes. It is truely a humbling experience to see how they serve one another. I still remember how much people did for my family when my Grandma died, I will never forget the love they showed my family. I love living in the Salt Lake Valley, but that is one thing I really miss, the closeness you feel to those around you.
2 comments:
This post is rad. You totally hit on my feelings about Roosevelt/the Basin in general. I'm really conflicted about it - I never thought I'd want to raise my kids there, but you're right . . . the closeness and support system in a small town is unmatched by anything in a larger area.
Neola really is great. I can't believe your parents made the pond bigger! I want to see pics!
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