mountains to climb

Yesterday, Zac and I went on a quick-nothing-fancy-still amazing date to Slab Pizza. I had the chile verde pizza, while Zac munched on his chicken club. Throughout our pig fest, we talked about where we are with our marriage and lives at the moment. No kids for a long while? Check. Chelsea get a second job? Will do, captain. Chelsea missing school already? Check. Zac needing more jiu-jitsu? Check.

I've been thinking a lot about what "comes next" for us. Zac will be at BYU until December 2014 and then it's onto med school and grad school. I'll work two part time jobs and write as much as I can. Sounds like a pretty solid plan, right? But the past couple of days, my anxiety about the future has reached a head (Sorry for not calling, Mom). Fear is a nasty roommate, I'll tell you what. On a whim I decided to listen to this talk while making dinner. After a few minutes, I pulled Zac into the kitchen and we listened to the talk together while washing dishes, side by side. Many times I stopped rinsing and cried. It spoke directly to me. I hope if you're struggling with anything, you can find some comfort with this talk.

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