25 Years

I knew what I wanted to write about while I was driving home, but of course I get home and have no idea what to write.  So I suppose I’ll start with the beginning of my day 🙂

I slept great last night – a product of being tired and the temps making for great sleeping weather.  Got up about 8:15 for church.  My mom didn’t go with me, as she and my dad were going to drive down together to the family thing.  Church was…alright.  I think I need to do some prayer as to what I can do to make Sacrament meeting (the portion after the Sacrament) more meaningful for me.  The last two weeks, I’ve really not felt the Spirit in the meeting and I’m more aware of it now than ever.  2nd and 3rd hour went well.  3rd hour was practice for the primary program and it’s going well.  I was talking to the primary president as I was packing up after church and it sounds like I’ll probably have the two older groups of kids again next year.  That’s fine with me.  I like having the older kids, truth be told 🙂  Then I drove down to IL for the family thing.  Honestly, I got there and wished I’d stayed home.  I got there after my cousin and her husband had left and just as one of my aunts was leaving.  It was about 2:30 when I walked in the door and things had wrapped up by a little after 4.

As I was leaving, my aunt remarked to me that we needed to pick a weekend in December to throw my parents a party for their 25th Wedding Anniversary.  That’s right – come late December my parents will have been married for 25 years.  Of course, my parents want no part of that party.  I’ll have to talk to my aunt and see what she wants to do about it.  She’s older than my dad by just 2 years so they tend to do some good natured picking back and forth, so we’ll see.  In this day and age, I would think that 25 years is something to celebrate, but what do I know?

I definitely need the day off tomorrow.  Time to gear up for the next 5 weeks before surgery.  Actually, the next four weeks at work are going to be nothing short of insane.  I’ll also likely work overtime on Tuesday, since we’ll be dealing with mail from Saturday, Monday and Tuesday all at once.

"Life is measured not by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."