11

Ok I am so weird, don't laugh at me (or do I don't care either way)...I think I'm my dads daughter in this way---call it observant, a good memory or just plain freakshow but when it comes to dates, anniversaries and numbers I have this...probably inherited thing. Besides that its been 11 years since I left on my mission I don't actually know why I'm sharing this ...unless of course you end up agreeing with me that there might be something significant, instead of just plain silly, to this odd pattern...
so here it is:
I have this weird freakish, really---probably not significant at all thing with the number 11. I'm sure I'll forget something here cuz there's a lot, but seriously its a little strange to me, every important event or special moment or milestone in my adult years has had to do with the #11...
I got my mission call in the 11th month of the year, I had 11 companions and 11 convert baptisms. I started dating my future husband exactly 11 months after getting home from my mission, and not long after we started dating we discovered that I'm 11 months older than he is, I knew by 3 solid undeniable spiritual answers in the 11th month of that year that I was going to marry Mont, before those solid convictions I had this experience too...I was sitting in my car, with a different guy entirely (a good guy/great friend over the years gone complicated relationship...one where we'd had an over 2 1/2 year gap of seeing each other at that point) sitting next to me in my car. It was on Nov. 11th and coincidentally I happened to look at the clock (while this guy still sat next to me) at exactly 11:11 and no joke as weird as this is it was at that exact moment that it struck me with more conviction than I'd already had that I just wanted him gone (I knew clear enough before this precise moment) but I literally knew in that very second that I was in the wrong place completely...after that I couldn't get the guy out of my car fast enough I knew without question who I wanted to be with & it definitely wasn't him, although I knew that long before it was just so concentrated in that moment.
The very MOST significant moment in this whole 11 pattern for me came when Mont and I were sealed to each other for eternity just shy of 11 months after we met, and no kidding 11 months later I gave birth to our first child. On the first day of the 11th month in 2011 we started our first full day as employers, official part owners, in a successful dental restoration practice/business.
So there you have it...and truly I can say my life really began 11 years ago this month when I set foot on sacred ground, life changing soil, one of the holiest most spiritually relevant places on earth. The MTC. I loved every minute. My comp and I were fast made friends who worked hard in training and laughed and learned and lived and loved with all we had. We soaked up our time there in all the ways a person can. And my life began that way...I've never looked back. I've increasingly loved deeper and felt more since then and because of then. It was the very best prep for life and I couldn't be more grateful for that and all that's succeeded that! I am so blessed and the promise that more happiness and joy than you have yet experienced awaits you is so very very true! I have faced difficult heart wrenching things for me in the span of the past 11 years but the joy and happiness I have experienced far outweighs any I felt prior to that promise signed and sealed by a Prophet of God (President Hinckley no less, one of my favorite prophets, the one I've connected to the most in life). There aren't words to express what life has rewarded me with since those days where I carried one of the weightiest responsibilities in the world. I was mature in all the rights ways but just immature enough to still make it fun, and I had fun, I laughed and learned, grew up and grew so much, I've been stretched and purified and I clearly still have so far to go...but I can't say enough about this month 11 years ago and what it's given me since...and all significant things revolving around that odd and random number 11.












I look like such a happy little girl...haha, sometimes I almost miss myself from back then. Growing up stinks, life was so much simpler back then, I miss that too...




























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