Well...last nights meeting couldn't have gone worse. The way the new ward boundaries were divided totally devastated me. I sat there looking at the map with tears rolling down my face, unable to control my emotions. As you all know I've have a hard time adjusting since we moved out here 6 months ago. It was hard to find women who were more my age/had older children/things in common. I sought out people that I seemed to click with because there are not that many. EVERYONE that I have actually made friends with are now in a different ward. Even the younger girls that I liked are gone. All but one of my favorite people GONE. It feels like we've moved again because we are starting all over. Even Mark has lost all of his favorite people. I've cried most the night and the morning. This is just really hard. I imagine by Sunday and we attend our new ward that I've have to put on a brave face and start the friend making process all over again. We'll have a new bishop and a new relief society president...none of which knows what I have to offer or the kind of person I am, so I'll have to prove myself all over again. I know I'll do it, but right now I'd rather crawl into a hole for a while. I really adored my old bishop and RS president. They are just really good people. You know what's ironic is that the first house we almost moved into is in the other ward boundaries WITH all my favorite people. I'm just so sad!
The luncheon was a success. Pictures and recipes to follow.