Well you should be, I finally have myself a job! I'm so excited (even though it's a little boring). I finally have money coming in, rather than only going out; It's a much better feeling.
But what I really meant to post was this:
Last Saturday my grandfather, Hyrum Barlow, had an Open House at his home, HyPointe. It was a house-warming party to thank all the friends and family who donated so much time and effort to build the beautiful home. If you would have told me a few years ago that Lehi, Utah could look so pretty, I never would have believed you. But now I know there are few places on Earth that are as beautiful as HyPointe.
There were so many people there! The drive and yard were filled row upon row with the cars of guests (my Grandfather commissioned a few of my cousins as valet parking) and the rooms inside were crammed shoulder to shoulder with talking, astounded relatives. I was reminded of It's a Wonderful Life when Harry Bailey raises his glass "to [his] big brother, the 'richest' man in town". George Bailey's and Hyrum Barlow's 'wealth' come not from money, but from close ties with loving friends and family.
The party was --or rather the home is-- a big success.
I am extremely grateful to have played a part in the construction of such a lovely home.
