The timing of blooming tulips is never an easy one to determine. Out on the peninsula, where we live, everything seems to be behind the rest of the state of Washington. I remember when I was pregnant with Madelynne and we had to go to Seattle for a doctor’s appointment and all the cherry blossoms were in bloom over there, but none were really even beginning to blossom here. My co-workers at the time kept saying, “wait until after spring break” and sure enough, it was a full onset of blossoming flowers and trees. I have to say, as much as I have kicked, screamed, complained and cried about the move here, I am beyond blessed that God has really changed my eyes to appreciate and value the beauty of His creation all around me. Brad and I are adventurous and love to travel the coastline and hike in the Olympics, so I am often very, very thankful for His light leading us to this path. As we were driving on Whidbey Island, I said to Brad, “You know, my soul will always be in Wyoming, but Wa
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