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Saying Good bye to MOPS

Almost two years ago I was looking for something.  Something to help me not lose my mind as I stayed at home with the boys. Something that wasn't about the kids.  Soemthing that was about me.  That may sound selfish.  But I struggling with a huge depression. I was struggling to fit in.  I was going through a huge identity crisis.  I was praying for something and I felt inspired to join a MOPS group.  My first thought was to find one that was in my community but that didn't work out.  They never responded to the email I sent.  So I sent a second one to the one in Eagle.  It has been an amazing two years full of mom's night out and play dates and brunches.  It was full of support both from me and to me.  It was amazing.  But then it was time to move on.  Not because of anything bad that happened I just felt it was time.  So I decided not to join them next year but I am considering joining MOPS in Nampa.  It is only once a month.  I think that will work better. 

Today was the last meeting

Lee and I have had battles over MOPS it concerns him.  But it is good for me.  I am not sure it is still what I need in my life.  But, I am going to give this one a try.   Nothing has to be forever.  If I don't like this new group I can leave at any time.  :)

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