Reflections on post mission life...

You might look at might life and see very little change over the last three and a half years. I still drive the same car I did three years ago. I'm living in Pleasant Grove, again. Not in school. Just working. Working a job which pays well enough for life to be somewhat comfortable. You might see all that and think that I haven't changed much over the last while. If you've been following my blog for the last couple of years, you'll know this isn't true. There's been stretching and growing. There have been drastic changes. My job isn't physical, manual labor any more (and yes, I've put on some weight because it's a desk job). I never thought I'd take a job answering phones. I never thought a customer support job would pay this much either. I've married my sweetheart and the love of my life. I've spent time and effort in fixing and maintaining my car. I've given up TV and occasionally returned to watching a little. I've read some twenty plus books in the last year. I've been in and then back out of school temporarily while my wife finishes school. So in three years, you really could say that I've changed quite a bit. Thanks to the changes and growth, I've found a zeal and zest for life, such as I've never known. I was a serious, somewhat sour, quiet person. I laugh more often and smile more. I find myself happy to come home, very happy. My sweet wife is very often waiting at home for me. She isn't here tonight though... School has taken her to Wyoming tonight and she won't return until tomorrow. Truth is, I haven't seen her since early this afternoon... I won't see her again until tomorrow... Tomorrow when I get home from work. I miss her and will miss her all day tomorrow. I know she'll be here tomorrow night though, and that thought makes me happy. It gives me something to look forward to.