HMMmmmm......

Well, on top of all the other changes this one is not so important but it is interesting. I have been trying to live as a Type 2 (DYT lingo) for the last 9 or so months. I have enjoyed it and been happy doing so. But a chance comment from a person on the T2 Facebook page has made me have some questions. She mentioned that I look very T1 to her, possibly even T4. The avatar that I had on fb at the time was 10 years old so I decided to take some new pictures and post them. I did so on a day that I was dressed T2 with wavy hair and grayish clothing. I posted them on my fb group and hoped that someone could see the 'blended' look to my face in spite of the turned up nose and 'apply' cheeks'. Everyone who commented mentioned something besides T2, mostly T1. Here is that picture. I look old and tired. ( I am, mostly)Someone then asked me to take and post a picture of myself in something more T1, just for comparison's sake. So I went to my closet and dug out a bright pink cardigan I kept and threw it on over the brown shirt I was wearing that day. Took the picture, posted it and you know what? Even I could see it. I looked more alive in the brighter color. One lady said I looked 10 years younger and I had to agree. Check it out below.

So now I'm unsure again what my dominant Type is. Maybe I am a T1 with a strong secondary 2 instead of the 2/1 I thought I was. I'm heading to Draper in a couple of weeks to get an energy draping done. I just want to know for sure. It has caused me to do a lot of reflecting and thinking about why I would choose to live in my secondary if that is truely what my T2 is. It's quite an interesting journey. I'll let you know how it turns out!

Last quarter of 2011

I just can't seem to keep up with my own life. The last couple of months have brought lots of changes to our family and I'm still trying to come to terms with it all. Just a quick recap. I'm hoping to write individual posts about these things, but if I don't at least I've documented it here. Nov.-Elder Welch #2 (Montana) heads off for the MTC and then to Toronto Canada where he will serve for the next 2 years. He is in an English speaking mission, so only spent 3 weeks at the MTC. Had a wonderful experience going to the temple for his first time. Then he and I and James went with Grandma and Grandpa to Provo to drop him off. Jordan was able to come down to Provo to see him before he entered the MTC. It was a nice time. Had a lovely Thanksgiving at our house with Grandma and Grandpa and Karla's family. Wendy's family had to go north to support their Crane family during a very difficult time. Curtis's grandmother passed away on Nov. 29 at the age of 101 11/12. Missed her 102 birthday by 21 days. She was such an amazing person and we were all so happy for her to be released from this mortal experience. We went to Provo area for her funeral on Sat 12/3. Sunday morning 12/4 as we were getting in the car to head to church we got a phone call from my mother telling me that my dad had passed away that morning. It was a phone call I was totally unprepared for and not expecting. We hurriedly threw our things in the car and headed home to be with Mom. We spent the next few days preparing for a funeral. I was so amazed at the love and support shown to our family at this time. This town and county we live in is amazing that way. So many people came to pay their respects for and share their memories of my dad. It's been 3 1/2 weeks and I miss him so much. I keep thinking he'll show up on my doorstep, knocking instead of walking in. He always did that even though we're living in his house. At certain times of day I seem to think of him the most. When it's quiet and I'm getting ready for the day or for bed. Often seeing something or hearing something will trigger it all again. I am so sad that my littlest kids won't remember or know him well. I'm sad that I can't see him or talk to him. But, I'm SO THANKFUL to know that this is not the end. He lives on and if I choose to live worthily, I WILL see him again. That truly brings me so much peace. I am also thankful that his aching joints are not troubling him anymore. They were really getting to be painful for him. In fact, I believe that it was a blood clot from the knee surgery he had on Monday prior to his death that caused his death. We are thankful it was quick and hopefully relatively painless. We had a nice Christmas and are staring the New Year in the eye. I'm hoping that we don't have another year like this one has been. Hoping for continued good health for my mom with no more cancer. Hoping for a good experience for both of the boys who have left our home. Hoping for peace and joy here at home with the time and ability to do some of the things that we feel are important. But if not......with the help of the Lord we can do all things. I have faith in his ability to see us through all things.