March Madness, Remembered

March was a busy month for Dallin.  "March comes in like a lion, and goes out like a lamb" is an apt description of what he experienced. 

In the first week, he transitioned into a lead position at work that has been a difficult uphill climb.  It was a position he neither sought, nor a change he requested.  Our immediate family, and many of our extended family members have prayed, and continue to pray for him, constantly.  I believe as we look back on this period of life, we will see how gently, kindly, and lovingly our Father in Heaven has carried us, and especially Dallin, when we were unable to walk on our own.

In the second week, there was great cause for celebration.  After almost three years, Dallin completed his master's degree program, and took his final exam for his most difficult class.  The timing was truly a miracle.  Dallin completed his master's just a few days after taking on a much more stressful work position.  We are counting our blessings!  Graduation from The George Washington University is officially in May, but for all intents and purposes, Dallin is done!  There have been many weeknights and weekends--after working a full day at his regular job--devoted to this effort.  Hooray for finishing!  Congratulations sweetie!

In week three, we celebrated again--this time for Dallin's birthday!  It may not have been the best birthday ever, but there were warm homemade brownies with Blue Bell ice cream, which made up for a lot.  Ezra sang "Happy Birthday To You", with all the gusto and fervor of an opera star, and Maren concurred with her own celebratory laughter and highchair tray banging.

In week four, Dallin was the hero of our front yard landscape renovation project.  He hacked through a beastly web of aspen roots, some of which were six inches thick and six feet long.  Dallin and his trusty pick-axe spent many hours removing roots, rocks, thatch and weeds.  He hauled more wheelbarrows of landscape debris than should be counted, and cleared the area in preparation for a front lawn make-over.  The aftermath of the project resulted in sore muscles everywhere, lots of Advil, and ice packs.  Kudos to an incredible husband!