Well, I just must be...

*Witch* then!

The other day, someone (random person out in the town) called me a *witch*. I was so shocked that I responded, "Well, I guess I am!" I was at a store and was mad that this person had cut in front of my while I was waiting.

But I have been thinking... maybe I am...

I do not like to make friends. I have a hard time with the friends that come and go. I want a friend who is there for the long haul!

I do not like to say nice things. Really, it is hard for me, and hard for me to take complements. Also, I HATE it when people say something nice, but then back talk you behind your back...

I do not like how everyone is preggers! I am not drinking anything at church that I don't bring! I am joking there, but seriously. I am a really hurt with how some of them are 'dealing' with it. I really appreciated the high council member on Sunday who, talked about the elephant in the room that no one will acknowledge.

But maybe I am not...

I might not want to be in our ward right now, but I feel appreciated by the very few friends we have.

I love to help people with things. Sewing, knitting or crocheting, babysitting, hair for something important, or even just someone to talk to who can actually understand and talk back.

I love to make food for people! Even more that there is only a few things I can eat right now, I want to give people I know my food, before I take it to the food bank.

I love to laugh with you. I love project group, mainly because I get a good laugh in there, but also because I feel like I can impress people with my not so good 'yarning' skills.

I love to clean. Yes, I love my house clean, the dishes done, the laundry all folded and put away, house vacuumed and dusted... But I know that life doesn't always let the happen, so I love my shinny sink in the mean time.


I have been a little depressed that last few months dealing with some things, and I don't know how to talk to people about it. So, I have decided to take some time and make a list of things that make me happy, after a list of what makes me sad, always having more happy than sad.

Mixed Feelings About Leaving

We are more than likely going to change wards. Nothing is set in stone, and there are a couple of people in our current ward who would really like us to stay. But after two and a half years, enough is enough.

I am not sure how to tell people, so I thought I would be impersonal.

Maybe I feel like people don't notice us is because we don't fit the "stereotype" of our ward. It isn't really that they don't notice us as much as most do not seem to want to get to know us.

It is sad when your home teachers come over and basically say, if it wasn't for this assignment we wouldn't of had tried to get to know you.

Even though I am done trying to make friends in the ward, and I am done with the cliques and the looks. I am sad we won't be seeing those few close friend we do have every week.

Friendship is important to me, honestly it is what brought me back to church, but no one wants to be some place they know they aren't welcome.