Dear Family,
I am sitting here all caught up on emails which, to me, is infinitely better than being caught up on laundry. I am also listening to "little brother" play the piano so beautifully that I am so full of gratitude I can hardly stand it. It actually could be any of you playing. I just love to hear people (especially the ones I gave birth to) on the piano. I don't know what I am going to do when everyone is out of the house. I may have to start lessons myself. I just love hearing the piano blasting away and Max is so good at that!!
Speaking of Max, he had his last football game today at West High School. He got to start and play the most he has played all season. Granger won and they are Region Champs. If only that could happen their senior year. The Sophomore coach even talked to me before the game and asked how Max has enjoyed the season and if I thought he would play again. It was a good chance for me to thank him for all he has done to let Max join late and give him so many opportunities. He was really kind in saying how much Max's group of friends has added to the team.
So it is almost 11 pm and dad is still at the church. I hope he wasn't translated or something because he is such a great, hard working guy and devotes ALL of his time to his job and church assignments. That is not to say that he doesn't devote it to me but just that he is so unselfish with his time and such a good example for us all.
I had a nice experience in the Jordan River Temple yesterday morning. I ran into Uncle Rich on my way in and then again in the chapel where he said in a very loud whisper voice (think of grandpa when his hearing got really bad) that we should stand in the prayer circle together since the session was pretty small. For a minute I thought we may be the witness couple. Anyway, it was really sweet to be with him as his grip reminds me so much of my dad. I don't think Rich's health is very good. His breathing is labored (a stark change from my hiking days with him) and I know he has other health problems. It was just a sweet moment for me.
Now Max is playing "Remember." Wow, a walk down memory lane.
Love you all. Mom
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3 comments:
Fun to read Wendy . . . although I think that you actually intended on posting it on a different blog :) I was so excited to see that someone had posted something on the Winder blog :)
Wendy, you need to start a blog! That was fun to read!!
Great letter, Mom!
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