Speaking of heroes, two more of my heroes are Emi Edgley-daughter of Elaine Dalton and her husband Steve Edgley, son of Bishop Edgely, which means something if you're Mormon and watch General Conference. She inspired the name for my Emily (who we usually call Emi). They are amazing people who have done great things in the face of adversities. Steve had a stroke when he was 28 and finishing medical school. He has gone on to be the head of the stroke department at the University of Utah hospital. And they are both the most positive and happy people and I just love being around them. They make me want to be a better person.
I wish I would've gotten a picture of all of us together, I didn't think of it at the time. They live in Salt Lake and we stopped by there house after dinner to visit for a bit. I have to admit after seeing their toy room with all toys organized into neat clear bins lining neat shelves in a neat room, I feel like I have some room for improvement as a homemaker. I admit as she took me on the tour of her house I was secretly hoping to find at least one mess somewhere. Nothing. Neat and tidy everywhere I looked. And when we met for dinner, it was just on a whim we decided to stop by. Her dining room table even had a table cloth on it with two decorative candles in glass vases. Which means she cleaned her table and then put said decorative items on it. Most of my kids toys are shoved under their beds (if the room is clean, if not they're scattered on the floor) and half the time I don't even finish completely cleaning off the kitchen table before it's time for the next meal (you know, a cup, a sticky knife, a small spill, maybe some cereal stuck to the table for a special touch). But I was ever grateful to their dog Ollie who took it upon himself to poop on their front porch while we were visiting. I'm glad to know crap happens even at the Edgley's house.
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