I visited the church sites at 14, when the nauvoo temple was dedicated, and loved the area. I thought that I wanted to live there someday. Then, I forgot about it. In 2017 my husband was trying to get me to move here from Utah. He had some friends here and was feeling drawn to Missouri. I prayed about it to get him off my back and was surprised to get the answer that I did. My answer was “not yet,” but it was accompanied by a strong feeling that it was going to be right. The “not yet” soon changed to a “now”. We started looking for houses and felt so strong about the Liberty school district.

During the Aug 2017 eclipse, while we were on our porch with our glasses in Clearfield Utah, this lady stopped and came up to our house and asked to borrow our glasses. While talking, we mentioned we were moving to Missouri and she said she had just moved from there. She worked in the Liberty school district and was able to tell us how great it was. She calmed my fears. It felt like such a confirmation that, in the middle of the eclipse, someone would show up on our doorstep from the exact school district we were prompted to move to 1k miles away.

I was drawn to Benson place and kept looking at the houses (on zillow) that were within a street of where we bought. While looking at houses, I kept getting prompted that we needed to be a little more to the west. Then, a few days later, our house popped up for sale two houses to the west. I knew it was it. I noticed it was also listed on Facebook and pulled up the owner’s Facebook profile. She was an LDS mom of 5 and her name was Rebecca Loveland. I was an LDS mom of 5 named Rebecca H(e)artman. I messaged her. She said they had just accepted an offer but that her husband kept feeling like the funding was going to fall through. The next day the funding fell through, and we were able to put in our offer.

Anyway, I really felt picked up and put exactly right here. It has helped give strength when times are tough to remember that there is a reason we are here.

There were a couple weeks in 2019 where everything hit the fan- finances, kid admitted to hospital, leaking pipe, marriage hiccups, and our cat was literally dying. Our cat was not eating or drinking for days, having trouble breathing, and blood in his tears and nose. The vet told us that his Xrays didn’t look good and he likely only had an hour left to live. I told the Lord that I was done with Missouri and I was going to move back to be by my family in Utah. I said that if I was really supposed to be here, then he needs to give me a sign. That cat recovered the next day from death’s doorstep and is going strong 6 years later. I thought “….fine, I guess I will stay”.