A little bit of INSPIRATION after a lot of PERSPIRATION

Scott and I have been trying to decide where we are moving.  I have two experiences that I want to share that have helped us with our choice.
When I lived in Ohio I worked in a program called Multisystemic Family Therapy (MST).  After leaving that job I realized how passionate I was about the program, and what it helps families accomplish.  Knowing we had to decide where we were going to move, I decided to apply for a MST supervisor position in Carlsbad, NM.  I was offered the position..we were then faced with whether moving to NM was a good choice for us.  Scott felt that his chances of getting a job were small, as it is a small city and thought it wasn't the best place for us.  I felt that at least one of us would have a job...as opposed to moving to a spot where neither of us had work.  Long story short, I turned down that job.
I was bitter and angry and was mad that I had to turn down my dream job, as it would have been a starting off point as a supervisor.  Because of my anger, I had been praying for comfort.  Driving to work one morning I had the strong impression that it was okay that we weren't going to move to Carlsbad.  More importantly I realized that if we had moved to Carlsbad I would have focused so much on work that I would not have made other things a priority...like starting a family.
I have always been VERY nervous to be a mom.  It just isn't something that I yearn for or have ever really wanted to do. It was in that quiet moment in my car that I realized that I need to make sure that I make time for OTHER important things.  That doesn't mean we will have kids in the near future, but I realized that I need to make sure that having kids is an option..and more importantly I make it a priority.
Around that same time, Scott also had a bit of inspiration in which he had the impression that we need to be closer to my family.  My mom and dad don't have the best of health.  During a recent health struggle of my mom's, I was struggling with the fact that I wasn't home to be more helpful.  And my brother (bless his soul) doesn't always seek out opportunities to help my parents out.  I was feeling guilty and mad at the situation.  Scott said he felt we needed to be closer to my family so I can take advantage of my parent's "good" (or what's left of it) health before it gets to a point in which all I remember is them completely debilitated.
I am so grateful for the gospel and the quiet moment's of inspiration that comes to us when we need it the most.  I am thankful for the knowledge of our Savior's love for each of us.  I know he is aware of each of our problems, successes and desires of our hearts.
So, We are moving to LAS VEGAS where neither of us have jobs...Yes, I am  terrified...and yes, we have had our ups and downs with this decision, but I know we will be taken care of.  I am grateful for Scott's strength and amidst the confusion, we have come to learn how to communicate better.  Thank you Scott, I LOVE you!!!