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Sister Weekend

My sister Marcie planned to see Leslie so I decided to hop along and see them both.
 I really just needed a break.
 The move is still hard on me in so many ways.

We met in Salt Lake City and stopped for breakfast (see above) then headed to the Church History Museum on Temple Square. An exhibit just opened of some work by Henry B. Eyring. Detailed watercolors of memories and moments in his life. It inspired me to want to paint again and I could see how it could be doable as a person as busy as himself. He said he felt guilty taking the time to do it. That hit home for me...I feel guilty now about doing something creative. Inspired me to change the way I think about it.


When Lucy was on Trek in Wyoming she had the privilege to speak about John Linford in the place that he died.
 By happenstance, here I saw his wife's wedding dress at the museum. 
She was with him when he died on the mormon trail with the Willie Handcart company.



we checked out a gift shop from the Harry Potter Wizarding World



found a delicious cookie place in Provo

I couldn't help myself.
I think I do love L.A.

Got to be with my dear friend Cami.
It's like no time has passed when we see each other.
The gift of true friends is something I am grateful to experience :)

Lily, Eddie, and Miri



After church we headed up to Park City for a drive and walk around town. Marcie loves it up there. Honestly, the last time I was there was having sushi with my family after I graduated from BYU. So, it has been 24 years. ha!


My Colorado blood remains as 27 degrees felt normal to me.
I miss the romance of seasons.

discovered a Banksy in an alley!

Now I am back, pretending I have nothing to do but I really have so much to do :) 

I am receiving a new calling in church this sunday. 
One that I have done before and wishing someone else could have gotten now. Is that terrible? Why me? The last 6 months have wiped me out on all levels.  But I said yes. Through tender mercies, I was nudged to know this was coming and given a sweet message that
 "the Lord needs those with willing hands and hearts that know and feel".
I will have the opportunity to work with children again.
 I love kids. I love helping them. I love helping families. 
This time around it will be different.
 Because I am different:)
My life looks different.

But I know and trust this will bring blessings into my life.
 Plus, with church times being only 2 hours and primary being 1 hour I felt that was an opportunity to experience the Lord's hand in just one of many transitions our church will be blessed to have in the coming years.
So grateful I could just take off for a weekend to rest my mind a bit.


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