We arrived on Thursday evening, spent Friday visiting and catching up. On Saturday, Jan’L was stressed about how much she still had to do, so we gathered up the boys for another of Grandma Linda’s famous “mystery trips.” This activity was an afternoon including 36-holes of miniature golf and a stop at McDonald’s for French fries and chocolate shakes while David and Jan’L finished their preparations.
On Sunday, after Sacrament meeting where Kyle was introduced
as one of the ward’s newest members and Kole passed the Sacrament, we went back
to the house to change clothes and load up for another 9-hour drive … this one
to visit Michael and Lilly and to lend a hand to help him get his house in
order … and to see Elder Gavin Bynoe, from Guyana, off on his mission to the Georgia Macon Mission.
At Michael’s, I stripped wallpaper, cleaned the stove and
refrigerator and weeded in the yard. In short, I’m pooped!!! While in Provo, we also took a minute to visit Bruce and Jan Peterson Christensen and her 96-year-old mother, Phyllis who I have known since age 12.
I think one of the sweetest experiences in life is to walk
and talk with any of my children. During
these short jaunts around the block, they share dreams and asperations or tell me what makes them happy or anxious. When we visit
them, I also enjoy having any of my children – or grandchildren – beg us to
stay a little longer as they did in Denver. “Just one more
day,” said a teary-eyed, 15-year-old Kaler numerous times. “I won’t let you go,” said 12-year-old Kole
who had me in a big, bear hug as we prepared to leave. “You don’t come often enough,” said
David.
Talk about music to a mother’s / grandmother’s ears!!! This must be what is meant by “heaven on earth!!!”
Talk about music to a mother’s / grandmother’s ears!!! This must be what is meant by “heaven on earth!!!”
