Just Thinking . . .

The week between Christmas and New Year's was a productive one for me.  I did a lot of thinking and deciding on just what I needed to do about certain aspects of my life.  I have had a lot of happier days since then and been a little puzzled about why.  I know, don't ask why, just enjoy it, right?  But I did ask, the right person, our Father, and I have a little better understanding now.  I:

•  prayed for guidance, 
• came to some decisions
• made more decisions on how to bring those decisions to fruition
• and now I am moving on those last decisions.

How many times have we all been counseled to do just this.  How many times?  I don't even want to venture a guess.  One of the first things I did was call Jon last week (Thursday) and told him to stay up in the valley because I was going to pack up his Sunday clothes and bring temple clothes for both of us.  What a wonderful afternoon to spend with my sweet heart, the love of my life, the one I most love to spend time with, whether to talk, to silence or tease or bug.  Or to just "be" .


We went to the temple cafeteria to eat and put off going back out into the world.  We love to do that.  Not too pricey, pleasant company, each others and others there for the same reasons we were, to serve and be spiritually fed.  Another couple sat down at our table and we had such a pleasant visit.  It ended up that he was the temple president and the nephew of the sweet brother who married us there 33 years ago (March).  It was pretty special to find out that Stacey G. lived until 5 years ago when he passed on to our Heavenly Father's presence at the age of 102 and had enjoyed relatively quite good health almost to the end.  Such a kind deserving son of God.

We also ran into some young out-law friends of ours.  Brianna's brother and sister-in-law.  That is so enjoyable to join the young there where we have what is most important in common, the gospel.

Perhaps, no definitely, that is why I have been able to stay happy and optimistic this week through all the sorrow and heart ache that we have all experienced in our community.  Oh how I wish everyone had this same treasure of understanding to strengthen them through these times.

There is more, but another day, maybe tomorrow.