Well, thanks to a ton of helping hands that have shown up each day to help, my house is almost completely packed. Tomorrow four more ladies will be here, and the few things left should be easily dispatched. I’ve got boxes up to my ears everywhere I turn, and I haven’t a clue where anything is, but I don’t care. I’m so grateful for the help. I cannot fathom doing all this alone. What a godsend those helping hands are…
There was a painting party at Little House tonight, and my RS Pres called me and specifically told me I was NOT invited and to just let other people do this for me. So now the whole house has new paint. Again with the amazing.
Dandelion Mama 
I love “Little House.” Such a cozy sound to it.
Your ward is awe-inspiring.
Delurking. Been following you and tearing up constantly over the trials you face. I am a complete stranger, except for the sisterhood we share through the gosple, but I am so proud of you.
I agree with Jami. I love the name ‘Little House’.
Keep trucking, you’re a strong person!!
I’m so happy you have been surrounded by strong love, the love that physically works! It makes me so happy to know I’m a small part of a church like that 🙂
I am so glad you have such an amazing ward. Tender mercies of a loving Heavenly Father.
You are, indeed, loved.
What a blessing! Having moved last summer, I am in awe of what your ward has accomplished for you in just one week! You are loved in so many ways by so many people.
I think I would like to move to your ward.
Ward families can be so completely awesome.