Tuesday, September 20, 2011
To Utah We Go!
Over the summer I was hoping to make my way to New York to see some dear friends and when I realized how much it would cost I decided to stay in Texas and take my son to all the museums in Houston. I bought citi-passes for my son a friend of my son's and myself and we explored Houston. It was really quite fun and it kept us very busy. We went to all sort of different places. The space museum at NASA then the aquarium which we played in a whole lot of water. We went to the zoo and explore all the fun animals. We went to the children's museum, the museum of natural history, and art museum. I took my son to see the symphony which I loved and he did to, which I was a bit surprised by. Utah was not in the plan at all. One afternoon we were driving home from the North Side of Houston and I got this feeling that I should go to Utah, and I thought to myself NO WAY! The last thing I wanted to do was go to Utah and if I did plan to go anywhere it would be New York. The feeling was so strong and it would not go away, then I knew that it was very important for me to go, and that moment I did not know how important. I prayed and really pondered and the feeling just would not leave me. I talked to my son about going and he was really excited, however I was a little nervous. Sometimes it is difficult to follow impressions especially when you can't see the whole picture. It takes trust and faith and I knew that my family in Galveston would think that I was crazy for getting up and going. To be honest, it I had not received such a powerful impression I would have thought I was crazy too. I packed all my sons things and my things and we left at about 12:00am and drove to New Mexico picked someone at 4:00pm and we drove the rest of the way to Utah and got there about 9:00am. The drive took us about 30 hours. It was such a very long drive and I was grateful we did not have an accident. My son was an amazing little boy and he was so pleasant to drive with. It is difficult to stay occupied in a car for 30 hours and he did a very good job, probably far better then I would have done if I was his age.
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