Special Places

I have been thinking alot about special places. Places that are not necessarily physical, although some are, but mental too. My life consists of waking up getting breaksfast and lunches made for my family and rushing out the door to make it to work and school on time. I then spend the usual 8-10 hours working for a boss that I tolerate with interruptions from time to time from the anxiety laden family member who cannot find a solution to thier problem without my assistance. I then rush home to either pick up my daughter or my son because someone else has forgotten to and then I get home to make dinner or buy it. I then may have basketball, young womens or basketball practice to get the kids to or buy supplies for a project that is due tomorrow. Not much time left in the day for me to do much more except drop in bed. So it is within this life that I start to feel empty and robotic. I then begin to daydream about special places: the beach, foriegn lands to explore and travel to, a bigger house, a newer house, the temple, Utah, the coast..the list goes on and on..So I spend alot time in this place. but today I woke up and have realized I am living in a very special place. A place where I matter. A place where I can cuddle with a husband who loves me. A place where I can have meaningful conversations with a man who is vastly informed and intelligent. A place where I can be a part of children who are growing and rely on me to be a big part of thier lives. I live in the most special place already with a family who is sealed forever. we are going through our lives together and not to far in the future I will miss these wonderful children who have grown up and are living in there own special place. I am so grateful that I "WOKE UP" this morning and realized I do not have to only dream of special places I can count my "LIFE" as its own special place too. So here is to my life being part of the special places I visit everyday.