At conference they announced that they went from 58k
missionaries to 64k currently serving with 20k more that have calls but have
not yet entered the MTC. This is just in the last 6 months since the age change
was announced. What a huge difference. They said that when they met to assign
mission calls the Thursday after conference, they already had several hundred
that had done all the medical stuff, filled out the paper work, and had the
interviews, and were ready to be called. That is amazing. Many bishops and
stake presidents had full calendars just to interview potential missionaries.
Monday we packed some of our stuff. We took all the pots and
blankets and figurines out of their normal places and boxed them up. We have two big piles of boxes, much
more than I had anticipated. The pile continued to grow throughout the day as
we added stuff to go. Ted put a pile of shirts and pants on the bed. I’m concerned
that he is so concerned about getting rid of stuff that he isn’t keeping the
things he needs.
In the afternoon the Relief Society president called to say a
sister’s mom had passed away and she’d been asked to help dress the body. She
is really sensitive and I’m not sure how she will
get through it. I asked if she’d like me to help. She nearly cried she was so
relieved. I called the sister and expressed my condolences to her. She asked if
I had ever dressed a body and I told her I had helped with my mom. She asked if
I would be willing to help. I agreed. At least now I can be there by invitation.
I wanted to take bread to the children of the deceased
lady—three of them are in our branch. It was sort of late, but I made three
loaves of bread. I also decided to try a cookie recipe to bake while the bread
was rising. It turned out OK, but the cookies had to finish baking after the
bread so I was up late.
| Snow in April |
Tuesday we woke to snow. We had planned to go see Jack
Surprise today, so we were glad we’d gone previously. When the snow slowed a bit
we drove to the three homes and delivered bread and sympathy cards to the
families. I spent the rest of the day studying.
Wednesday I studied most of the day, putting some degree of
organization to my upcoming lesson for Saturday. We were supposed to read with a
family, but we got a call in the afternoon asking us to move to Thursday
because they were having a birthday party this evening. We told them I had a
conflict at the time they suggested so we decided to postpone for two weeks.
They invited us to come to the swim center and join the group for dinner at 6:30.
I had my makeup seminary class at 7 PM so we figured that wouldn’t work. It
gave us a couple of extra hours at home to get things done.
We went to the church in plenty of time for seminary. I got
everything set up then walked around in the Cultural Hall thinking about things
while I waited for my student to come. At 7:10 I tried calling then texting to
see if she was coming. When I saw someone drive into the parking lot I was
quite relieved. My relief was short lived—it was the counselor in the branch presidency
coming to help out if he was needed. My student never came. I
felt badly, especially since we’d missed the birthday party.
| Colorful blankets |
Thursday I was going to help the family dress their mother
in the afternoon. I had planned to do some quick shopping afterward. The
daughter called to say that the dressing was at 2 PM instead of 1 PM. Since we
had several errands to run, Ted and I took a trip into town to take care of
everything. When we returned home I quickly finished up a project I was working
on. The Relief Society president came a bit early to go to the dressing so we
could visit with the family. I was really proud of her. She said she’d been
talking to herself all morning. She does not do well around death and especially
not when it is someone she has known.
When we got to the mortuary we were about 10 minutes early
and none of the family was there. The family began to arrive about 10 minutes
after 2. The women who were helping went into a chapel where they had brought
the body. The three sisters sort of cried a little and kissed their mom. It was
touching. We had a prayer offered by the youngest sister that was beautiful. We
then began the dressing process. The president and I helped a little. I mostly
served as a comfort to the family since I was the only one that had done it before.
The sisters and the two granddaughters did all the work. It was a good
experience for all of us. When we were finished she looked nice. The rest of
the family came in and paid their respects. We left so they could just have a
family time. The president bought pizza for the family and for us on the way
home, so we delivered that to the daughter’s home where they were all visiting.
A little later than we’d planned we left for Institute at
the Stake Center. We were concerned that a) we might be late and b) no one
would show because it is Spring Break. We got there about 2 minutes before 7 PM
and just before our most loyal student. Two sisters arrived just a bit later. Their
cousin was on her way, but her dad had car trouble and she had to rescue him.
We had a good discussion about General Conference before starting the lesson.
The lesson was really good. It was mostly discussing their feelings about the
resurrection and how that pertains to us. Afterward we played games. It was not
exciting. We got home around 10 and went to bed.
Friday things just seemed to go funky. I wanted to make
bread to take to Jack Surprise. I started measuring the flour and lost count
twice. I am pretty sure I ended up with the right amount of flour, but I
wouldn’t guarantee it. When I mixed the dough, it was really sticky and very
different than it has ever been. I should realize when I do things in a hurry
it always takes longer.
As soon as the bread was out and we were ready we drove to
Thoreau to see Jack Surprise and take him a loaf. We visited and listened to
Peruvian music while he worked on his pottery. I looked at some of the pottery
on the table and would loved to have bought some more. There will always be
another occasion. Jack was pleased with the bread.
We had received a call from one of the families at
Toh-la-kai telling us they wouldn’t be at seminary tonight so I didn’t have a
class tonight. Ted still had to teach his class, so I planned to attend that. I checked
with the one family I could reach at Ft. Wingate to make certain they were coming
to seminary Saturday. I didn’t want any more “no shows”. We were unable to reach the student in Ted's class that had told us she was coming, but we were confident she'd be there. False confidence. We got to Toh-la-kai and waited for about 20 minutes before deciding she wasn't coming. We decided to make it a date night and stopped for ice cream on the way home.
At home we packed everything we could into the trunk before going to bed Friday. Early Saturday morning we got ready for seminary then finished packing the car. We taught our classes then dropped our stuff at our cottage and headed out for home. It seemed very strange to be heading home, but we were excited to see family again and especially our sweet new granddaughter.