(This is my final Idaho post from last week's adventure.)
While on the BYU-Idaho campus, we enjoyed a lovely university tour.
They sold Claire.
I think she'd pack her bags tomorrow to attend college if she could.
The university grounds and facilities are gorgeous.
On the tour, we visited the community apple orchard:
And then on to the family health and science building
(among other places on campus). Claire loved it beyond words.
Her future is in nursing (labor and delivery) or Midwifery,
so this building and its equipment blew her mind.
Before I addressed the students, we had a quick (family) mic check.
Then Claire and I took a few selfies in the bathroom.
And just like that, it was over.
So we packed the car and headed to Jackson Hole/Yellowstone
for more fall glory!
And now my Idaho trip is complete.
Another snipped from my talk:
I made it
through the weeks and months after the crash and through
every day since
because I have faith in something larger than myself—faith
that God has a plan
for me. That belief is a source of
inner strength that
leads me to peace, comfort, and the courage to cope,
even
when I don't really feel like coping.
With so much
that was offered me by the doctors, therapists,
hospitals, and other places and
people,
I realized along the way that, ultimately, nothing they did could make me
happy.
At first, I
stubbornly thought that the only thing that would
make me happy was for life to
look like it did before the accident.
But no one could give that to me, and no one else could make me
happy.
Happiness was my choice, and
with the Savior and lots of faith firmly planted in
His atonement, my life
could and would be happy and fulfilling again.
We must rely on the Savior and His healing power.
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