Three day weekends are always nice, especially after stressful, hectic and heartbreaking weeks like this last one has been. Memorial Day is the final holiday weekend of the school year. We have three days of school next week, and then we are finished for the school year, and summer vacation 2022 begins on Friday, June 3.
Because classes were over early on Friday, we were able to come home from school early with the principal's permission. I brought home the plants I have had in my classroom this past. I have two nice east-facing windows in my classroom and the plants have flourished. I hope they do as well in our office this summer. Friday evening, we visited family graves to take flowers.
Saturday morning dawned cool and cloudy. Charly and I took a walk in the morning. The clouds hung low in the mountains. By late morning, it was raining.
At 12:30 p.m., we met friends for lunch. The food was good and we always enjoy getting together with this couple that we have been friends with for over 43 years.
After lunch we returned to one of the cemetery where we went on Friday night. We wanted to find Charly's grandparents, and didn't know where their graves were. We decided to go back Saturday afternoon, get more information on the location of the graves and take flowers there. Fortunately, by mid-afternoon, the rain had stopped and we could do just that. We are grateful that we were able to visit and take flowers to the graves of both sets of parents and all but one set of grandparents.
Sunday morning, we woke up to more clouds and rain. Charly and I went to church in person. Josh stayed home today and watched the service on Zoom. He hasn't been feeling the greatest. After our main service and Sunday School, Charly and I met with our bishop (Pastor) to discuss some family issues and concerns. Our meeting was very good and the counsel we received was just what we both needed. We left out bishop's office feeling uplifted and encouraged. Our bishop is such a kind and inspired man. The painting above is on the wall just around the corner from our bishop's office in the church. I was looking at this picture as we were waiting. It filled my soul with peace and hope - something I really needed.
After church and lunch, I indexed some military and tax records over at familysearch.org I also took a nap. The rain stopped just a bit after church and the sun even came out, but by late afternoon, it was raining steadily again. The rain prediction is for about 1 inch of rain here in the valley this weekend and 12-18 inches of snow in the mountains. It is late in the year for mountain snow, but the moisture is needed, so we are grateful for it.
We had a good Sunday dinner of beef and broccoli over white rice, with Sesame Asian Salad on the side.
At Charly's request, I made another bread pudding for dessert. He is becoming as big a fan of bread pudding as I am.
The rain stopped for a while after dinner so Charly and I went for walk. I wore a flannel shirt and my winter coat on the walk, and I was not too warm. It felt more like mid-March than the end of May. Everything is lush and green outside with all the rain we have been getting and the rain started up again before we had finished our walk, so we had to cut it short.
When we got home, we watched another episode of The Chosen.
After The Chosen, I relaxed and read. I am reading these two books - Setting Boundaries with Negative Thoughts and Painful Memories by Allison Bottke (nonfiction) and Sign and Wonders by Philip Gulley (fiction).
On my mind tonight are the horrible events of the past two weeks - in Buffalo, New York and Uvalde, Texas. Among the calls for additional laws and restrictions, and politicization of tragedy, there seems to be no real hope that anything we come up with can significantly change the trajectory of our society. I am a mom, a grandma and a teacher of young people close in age to those committed these heinous crimes. I am brokenhearted about the relentless horror of the world we live in, and yet I am not surprised. Our world and our society is broken. Our families are fractured and young people are growing up without strong family connections, listening to strangers on social media sites as they form their values and ideas of right and wrong, good and bad. We are more concerned with being able to do ANYTHING than with doing the RIGHT thing. For too many, life has little value, people and relationships are throwaways and there is no right or wrong. I have no idea what the solution is, or if there is ANY solution that our world and society would accept. I just look around and see that our world, our society, our country has changed in a dark way, and I don't think that many even want to see the light. Personally, I look to God for help, answers and peace. I believe that our society would be better if more people lived the Ten Commandments and followed the teachings of Jesus Christ, moms and dads were married, emotionally present and involved in their children's lives, families worshipped together, and our society wasn't awash in guns that have no purpose other than killing innocent humans. Nothing I think or say will change the brokenness of our world. That is something only God can fix. I just try to be kind, love those around me and offer encouragement and help to whoever I can.
Weekend Gratitude:
- All those who have given their lives for our freedom
- Rain
- Visiting family graves with Charly and Josh
- Lunch with friends
- Friends I have made in our church congregation family
- A good Sunday worship service
- A wise and loving bishop
- Counsel from our bishop
- Opportunities to help someone in need and give encouragement this weekend
- My toe is still bruised and tender, but the infection is much better
- Monday off
- Summer vacation is close!
Coming up this week:
- Monday - Memorial Day - day off!
- Tuesday - Back to school for the last three days of the year.
- Thursday - Final day of the school year
- Friday - Summer break begins π
That's all for now.
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