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For the past three or four years my sweet mother-in-law has taken all the adult girls in the family to Time Out For Women. Deseret Book sponsors an event that features popular LDS speakers and musical artists who share their talents and inspirational messages. They do this in several cities throughout the United States throughout the year. It is always at the end of November when the finish their tour in Salt Lake.  We always have a great time. I get a break from the kids and Claudia, JuNette, Whitney and I get a little big girl bonding time.

Claudia pays for us to stay in a hotel. It is a mini vacation for all of us that I think we all look forward to. Last year we even had our picture in a newspaper article with cute Claudia front and center. We got to hear from Sherrie Dew and Ann Romney at the same time. This year I am looking forward to Noel Pikus-Pace. We are heading out this afternoon. I will be able to pick up the kids from school, get them organized then enjoy a girls night and day out.

Sadly, JuNette will not be coming. She texted Claudia last night to let her know so Claudia called me and asked if she thought my mom would like to go. I knew she had been wanting to go so I gave her a call. She is coming with us this year so we don't have a wasted ticket. She is working at the family history center in Salt Lake and will meet us at the hotel.

I am grateful for this family tradition. I'm grateful for the support of my family.

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