The teenagers are leaving Monday for the Handcart Trek at Martin's Cove. I so wish I could go. I probably couldn't physically do the trek, but I should like to have the experience.
I practiced yesterday. It was glorious! For all my self-doubt ---when I can shut out the "I can'ts," the truth is that I CAN. How to remember this lesson?. It seems cyclic in nature--maybe coinciding with long-drawn out headaches and menopause? Weird. I think I may need a visit to Dr. Arden to get rid of this problem.
The Black Cohosh is working wonders for my hot flashes. It is a miracle. Bless the Native Americans for discovering that it works! Wow. I am still having them but the severity has been limited and I am feeling much better.
Called the Mission Doctor today. Our Elder is doing well. He has been instructed how to take care of himself and is managing nicely. The Doctor is pleased. So are we. He will see the orthopedist next week and the decision will soon be made whether he will need to come home for a brief period for surgery. Cross your fingers and toes and say prayers for us!
Playing Beethoven is amazing. I need to get a photograph of Michaelango and put him on my piano. He inspires me somehow. I am still learning too! Now....about this mandolin thing....maybe I should just play the darn thing and let it work it's magic again...
1 month until the Bradbury Reunion. I do hope people will come and enjoy it! I need some ideas for the kids though, if anyone has some? Kellye says she has some ideas. We will have volleyball, frisbees, karaoke.....it's in Chesterfield and since it is a historical as well as a Church-owned site - there isn't a lot to do up there. But it is where Randy's Dad lived - and we all felt good about doing the first one there, so the kids of 6 brothers and sisters all know what it's like.
Had a revelation about Julie. So worried and feeling cranky about what she does or doesn't do. While having my prayers one morning the thought came to me that she is all grown up...and I have to let her off the 'apron strings' -- it is hard. But before I become critical I look at her and think - hey if she doesn't figure it out - soon she will - chill Mom! And then I'm good. So I can love her more, I think.
Does this mean we will never disagree? No. Does this mean I will still get cranky? Probably. I told her this. I said, "I love you too much, it is hard for me to let go and let you grow up. But please be patient with me. I hope it will get better." I know she will do things that are foolish and I could save her some grief. Maybe she will find the smoother road. She seems so much younger than I at 18. I was already on my own with my own checkbook, apartment, and job. But maybe I was in extraordinary circumstances. At least she doesn't have to be afraid of going to sleep at night. It's a trade-off.
Sunday 1:48 a.m. July 10.
Today I am teaching the Family History Class. Whew. I think I am just about ready. I couldn't believe it - when I went to the local family history library ....I found that they have subscriptions to all the cool sites to do research. Which means I won't have to purchase 3 months at a time from Ancestry.com when I'm doing research! They also have newspapers online for obituaries. I found some of Angie's folks doing cemetery searches in Georgia. Amazing what the Internet can locate!
I hope the class will be inspired to do their own research and enjoy the process like I do. I'm not sure about teaching this yet. But I do have fun putting it all together and maybe that enthusiasm will carry me away. The class is only 7 weeks long and then I can go to homes and help with the computer stuff. Then a break, and then another class in the fall. So that's not too bad.
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