June 7, 2015
Dear Riley,
Ahhhh. Summer vacation. Sleeping in until 7, wondering what’s for dinner at about 6:00, and complaining constantly about the kids projects crowding me out of every civilized space in the house. I always say my life would be so much easier if I just let the kids turn on the electronics. Sigh. But we all know I’ve never been one for the easy way.
I don’t remember this week. The weather has been unpredictable, but still on the cool side. We had more rain yesterday, some of it a strong downpour. There has been flooding and I read about some small tornadoes down in San Juan county. So we aren’t hanging out at the pool yet. But for young women’s this week, Elise went to Candace Anderson’s for a slip and slide and little blow up pool time. After being there a while, Elise called to invite Aleah and Josie down. BK sent me a picture of Josie and P and I decided I wanted to be there too. It was nice to sit and visit and watch the kids’ lips turn purple. A storm rolled in just after we got home at 7.
Parker is working now. It’s menial work. But he’s paid well and he needs to get saving for school and mission.
I loved one moment this week in which I went to lunch with AM. She is such a good woman. She is strong. Come to think of it, I did a lot of relationship catching up this week. This school year was kind of survival. But I find great satisfaction in reconnecting with these wonderful people we call family. I ran into an old friend on the lunch, who mentioned loving to see our pictures each week. I think we hardly go a day without someone mentioning it. At first I was kind of caught off guard when people would start talking about it with me, people who hadn’t “liked” it on FB but who are friends.
Dad and Parker went on Youth Conference this weekend. They stayed Friday night up at Heber Valley Girls’ camp. Dad said it was run so well. Bro G was released today because he is now in the Stake YM presidency with Bro B. Anyway, Dad said it was a good activity. There were some shenanigans: DD discharged a fire extinguisher in the cabin and then disappeared while others cleaned up after him. Parker didn’t take a hoodie or a jacket or a coat or anything and it was cold. I was cold down here in the valley, so it had to have been cold. But he revived after sleeping non-stop upon arriving home.
Friday evening I had to go into work. The girls came with me. My mom and dad came down to my cousin wedding. I left work and came home to feed them and M and L. I didn’t know what I was going to cook for dinner. I’ve had a pretty good sinus infection going and I have been a little bit draggy. But I pulled off a really great dinner in less than 1 hour. And I got to see my folks. They are struggling in their recovery from their surgeries. And they had to leave shortly after dinner because Great Grandpa needed to go to the doctor.
I worked on the storage room yesterday. I am refiguring where I put everything with the shelves in the garage. Canning things, aside from the bottles and lids, are all in the garage along with the canners, the dryer. The juicers… all the other stuff. So I moved things around and cleaned up the floor and slowly but surely, we’re going to get the house all in place. Just in time to start a new project. J Dad and I for our date went looking at flooring for the living room. I don’t know that we’ll get it done this summer. But maybe.
I made rhubarb pie tonight for dessert. Just so you know.
Your siblings are doing well. Parker likes working. Or he likes calculating how much money he will have at the end of summer. Elise helps a lot. She is good to Aleah and Josie and wants to help. She is excited that we are going to run a summer sewing camp this year. (that’s why I was working in the storage room yesterday, I’m trying to clear the craft room of all that was stowed there when dad expanded my shelves and started to put the door in.) Aleah has a goal to run every morning this summer. She is doing pretty well. Her hope is that is that running will help her control her anger. Josie is full of it. She’s fun and crazy and demanding. Pretty much the same as always. But she communicates so well. It astounds her when she can convey her thoughts and desires and yet she cannot receive what she wants; as though her logic was the only variable in consideration.
Cambry is doing well in London. She toured Scotland this past week and fell in love with it. The pictures she postd make it look like the origin of all things mystical. I got a text early this morning that she was in church with The Piano Guys. Pretty cool.
Grandma P has Grandpa K here for a couple months. P injured her leg and has to be in recovery a couple months. We’re going to go visit as soon as I finish writing you. Grandpa P is doing much better, though not yet 100%. (Oh, and I realized this week that I don’t have vertigo anymore!)
My funny moment this week came in the middle of the night Friday night. It was just the girls and me at home and I had been out to the wedding reception. The girls went to bed about 9 and I was alone. I should have gone to bed. But instead I sent you pictures of random people who want to be your FB friend. I ate watermelon while I copied and pasted. I ate a LOT of watermelon. And then when I could have had the most peaceful, solitary sleep, instead I was making repeat trips to the bathroom. Cursed night time over-hydration!
I had a realization today that the moment that God withdrew from Christ in his suffering on the cross was the greatest miscarriage of justice on this earth. It also is the moment which opened the door for mercy. Christ had been faithful and obedient in all things. He deserved, was entitled to, close association with Heaven. And through that moment of separation Christ could comprehend the pain and regret that all men will feel as they are justly denied asses to God’s company. And then just by faith and obedience on our part, we are able to access the infinite mercy of God. It’s all a bit big. And it’s real. Thank you for sharing with my brothers and sisters in Thailand.
Well, I’m excited to hear about your week and new area. We miss you. We think about you. And we rejoice in your service in Thailand.
Much love,
Mom
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