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Shout Out to My New Ward

I would be very remiss if I didn't give a shout out to my new ward, for their remembrances of me this week. My visiting teachers left me some goodies and a card, my Home Teacher and his wife came by with some yummy banana bread from Great Harvest, and the Relief Society President dropped off some lotion and a nice note. It was all very thoughtful.

Let's face it - as many, many people can attest, "Single" in a "Family" church can often be pretty awkward. Who do you sit with in Sacrament meeting? How do you relate to young Moms and Dads when you feel like you don't have anything in common? Who do you socialize with, etc.? Which is why I stayed in Singles wards for a very long time - I didn't want to face those awkward questions. But the last birthday kind of forced the issue for me, and so here I am. And God bless them, this ward has made an effort, and I'm very grateful. 

I perhaps don't show it like I should - I tend to be pretty closed off emotionally (as a way of protecting myself), and being given praise makes me uncomfortable. Because of this, I probably come across as pretty uptight. But bless their hearts, they all keep trying anyway!

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