A few years ago we came to a point in our life where we had to make big decisions. We had more than out grown our house, and so we were at a crossroad. Do we stay and rebuild, or should we go??? Through prayers and a lot of thought we decided to stay. Our plans were drafted (more than once unfortunately), and we started what has become our blood, sweat and a lot of tears on my part in June of 2008.

How would we have know it would be so hard. No one will never be able to comprehend the thousands of hours spent. Late nights, loneliness, heartache, stress, absolute exhaustion, financial strain, aches and pains, and constant blessings from our Heavenly Father. It is not a project, it has become a way of life. Each day blends into the next, rising to work till the sun goes down. I have imagined my children running around, the laughter echoing through the walls, this will be a haven for my girls to grow. To feel the spirit, and become daughters of God. Each day I remember as I rise how hard the day will be, then I am reminded of all of my blessings... There are so many blessings...