Two weeks ago, we piled the kids in the car and drove up to Utah for a family mission reunion with Chad's mission president who is now an apostle.
It was quick and lovely and mostly a joyous time to remember time spent in the service of the Lord and how it has molded our family and the families of people that we love.
One week ago, Chad and I flew up to Utah for a fireside/mission reunion and to attend the Saturday morning session of general conference. It was another quick trip (just under 24 hours), but a lovely respite that left me on a spiritual high that I have been trying to quantify since.
We are not going anywhere this weekend. But, this morning, CW says to me as we get ready for school, "now, before you leave on your trip tomorrow . . ." I guess three weeks really is long enough to form a habit, at least in the minds of my children! I know some people leave town every weekend. Maybe those people are more exciting than I am. Maybe they have fewer children, less job stress, easier church commitments, more money, I don't know. I only know that I am heartily looking forward to many weeks of the foreseeable future of not going anywhere. I guess this solidifies my homebody status.
2 comments:
That's so cool he was his mission president. And that he still has reunions. I don't understand why mine said they weren't doing anymore after like the first three years home. Sounds nice to stay put for a weekend!
I feel the same way about traveling. Love to do it sometimes but I am soooo very happy to be home again and in my own bed it's a little ridiculous! So glad you all had such a great time! That's awesome about his mission president.
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