While making dinner Sunday, my mind began wandering & I got so sentimental. It probably was because I went to a very touching funeral the previous day for my Mom's best friend, Claudia. She was truly an angel walking the earth; she raised, loved & cared for her 2 severely handicapped sons, was a wife, worked part time, past relief society president & of course, took care of her home & all the other womanly duties that often go unnoticed, but count for a lot! She did it all without complaining & with the most adorable sense of humor. She was always a character in my life & I loved her. The only good thing is that I know she's at peace, probably for one of the first times in a really long time.
While I stuffed manicotti shells, I thought of the future & how I hope that my kids will come home to eat Sunday dinners forever. I decided that I could easily triple this recipe for my 4 kids, their spouses & dozens of grandchildren. I hope I'm around to see all this. I know life is fragile & it doesn't always work out like we hope. I tried to enjoy every previously tedious or chaotic thing we did this Sunday & see it as something to hold on tight to, because I know it won't last long. These kids are growing up fast & time is speeding by!
It's so much more fun to steam cute little dresses than large blouses for myself!
We flew..
explored...
dreamt...
imagined...
then we worshipped. It was a beautiful day.
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