Bittersweet...like most change is

(This was the only picture I took all year! It was at the kickball water slide activity Caleb was in charge of. )
As most of you know Caleb was called to be in a BYU singles ward bishopric. The calling was only for one year and I still remember the day we got the call. Well actually it was a text. The stake Pres. Hatch had tried calling Caleb for two weeks to give him the calling...Caleb never checks his VM so he didn't know. Then one Sunday I got a text asking me to have Caleb call Pres Hatch ASAP. We called him and were asked to rush to BYU. We did. Caleb was called as the Second Counselor in the BYU 74th Ward. Well at first I hated it. Caleb felt uncomfortable being the same age as some of the kids in the ward and the rest of the bishopric being more advanced in age. Well time went on. Sunday's turned in to Caleb being gone most of the morning and afternoon, munch and mingle and ward prayer Sunday nights. It was a big time commitment. And after a while I loved it. I loved the kids in the ward, I loved the bishopric and I loved the opportunity we had to be in this position. Then the year came and went. I was so sad to think of leaving the ward. The Bishop formally requested an extension for Caleb but the Stake Secretary did not let the Stake President know in time and he called someone else. That's the way things go sometimes. So we were released. I say we because it was really a family calling. We learned so much from this experience. Some things are too special to tell but we really did love it. We will never look at a ward the same way. So much time and energy goes into these callings. If you think being in the Bishopric is easy, let me assure it is not. We had a great experience and I was heartbroken to have to move on. Caleb is really humble and doesn't like to talk about himself but he really did a remarkable job. He was able to connect with so many people in the ward and had a way of making everyone feel included and important (all while going to school, working and dealing with a preggers/new mommy wife). While I am glad to have our Sunday's back and to have him sit next to me in Church, it was really neat to see him in that position. I'm proud of you hubs. We said our formal goodbyes but have remained in touch with many and made some life long friends. We are in our new ward now...it's a family ward. Aka oldER people. It's different but we are really making an effort. Porter is sad to no longer be the only the baby in the ward...or the ward mascot as Pres Hatch always called him but he will be glad to make some friends. Goodbye our friends at BYU 74th, Cinnamon Tree. We love you!