
I don't know if it was staying up too late last night, having a busy non stop day or or just emotions, but I had a bit of break down last night.  Its not my first since moving and definitely not my first since selling our home.  
  I had a headache just as it was time for bed.  Normally (when we had our own home)  I would have gotten out my Christmas present from Jason that you warm u in the microwave and put on your head or shoulders or whatever is in pain and it takes the pain away and helps you fall asleep.  
   These days I don't know where anything is.  so thinking about my heat pack and going to get it, I realized I don't know where it is.  I remembered where I kept in MY home.  I suddenly felt... lonely and like I didn't have a place where I belonged, nothing that defined me.  I started missing my old Roles; neighbor, visiting teacher, house keeper, the mom who walked across the street with both kids to take her son to preschool, primary worker, friend to my friends in Hyrum.  I started to really miss my visiting teachers and the friendship we had developed.  I missed having people (beside family) in my live on a daily basis who sincerely care about me and my family.  
  I miss mostly my friendships that I made in Hyrum and that makes me feel lonely.  I had such a sense of belonging and purpose in Hyrum in the community as well as at church.  
  I had my little break down, then decided I needed to get to bed, by now it was like 1 am. so I tried to calm myself down, and as soon as I decided to say a prayer, I was calmed down almost instantly.  Times like this I am so glad to have my Heavenly Father to give me the strength to get through hard times.  
  I know my hard times are not THAT HARD but I was caught in a moment of weakness.  
  I still love living here.  everything is still going really well (as far as I can tell)  No one has told me what is driving them nuts about us living here.  I am sure they just figure it is only for like five or six more weeks they can handle it till then.