I Left My Heart in San Francisco

As corny as that sounds, it is really how we feel. I have tried to write this blog post many times and keep deleting it. I decided I am just going to let the pictures tell the story. This is what we left behind. I will try to narrate, but it's kind of hard to do with my heart missing.

This is Katelyn's birthday. Can you believe she turned ten last month?

Great friends all gathered in a great backyard. What will we do without them?

Our trip to the SF Giant's game. Brandon and Katelyn got to perform in a pre-game carnival just outside the stadium with their Showbiz group.

Brandon's group. It's like they are all my kids. It was magic to see them all perform together. They sang a variety of songs from "You Ain't Nothing But a Hound Dog" to "Footloose." Brandon's solo was Moon River. It was amazing. (I know mother's shouldn't brag, but I really was amazed!)

Katelyn's group. Such sweet girls. Some of them were in my Primary class. They sang a medley of Miley Cyrus songs. Katelyn also had a solo. It was darling.

Our family at LDS night at the Giant's game. Dozens of families from our ward were also there. It was so much fun, even if it was freezing. Mark Twain said the coldest winter he ever spent was a summer in San Francisco. He was right on! It seems like it is always cold there!

Brandon's last day of school. He was kind of glad to be done, but I know he loved singing with his 37 classmates every day in this very cool church made into a school. They are all in China right now touring. (He is at scout camp in California with all of his church friends, so I think he is past not getting to go to China. :))

Our trip to Temple Hill with Mom, Diane, Jacquie, Brook, and Dallin. We had to have one last trip to "our" temple. Thank goodness they came when they did. We were able to do a little bit of sight seeing before we left, including a trip to the mountains above Berkeley and a bay cruise between Sausalito and San Francisco. These are the Temple Hill photos.

Saying goodbye to our house. We are all smiling in the picture, but you should know we sat looking at the house a long time before we drove away. Tears came. So many memories in such a short time. So many dear friends we hated to leave. It was just as hard as leaving Utah! We have an understanding with the Bishopric in our California ward. They are giving us two years in Arizona and then they are going to pray us back. After all, they said they prayed us there in the first place. Knowing this ward, it just might work.