I know that you may think that my life is all vacations, sweet grandkids and gardens, but that's only a miniscule portion of what makes up my day. (and I know it's the same for everyone else too!)
Sometimes there's heartache and pain that I really don't want to share on the world-wide-web.
But today, maybe I'll open up a piece of my heart. For those of you who may be new, I'm the Relief Society president of a Spanish-speaking branch. (I speak enough Spanish to get by!) For those who are not LDS, that means I'm the leader of the women's organization in our little church unit. I get to have the privilege of serving them for awhile. I love them, I call them, I laugh with them and I cry with them.
There's lots of media stuff raging about these days, especially as it relates to people who live in Arizona. I'm not getting into that.
But these are my brothers and sisters.
I love them.
Where else can I go to be greeted with a warm hug and a kiss?
I love their faith through incredible trials, their happiness with simple things and their complete joy and devotion to their families.
My counselor, Blanca, is leaving today.
(she's on the left)
I cry every time I think about it.
She is a wonderful example of faith and devotion.
She is ALWAYS available to serve at a moment's notice.
It's funny, when people meet me for the first time in person, or introduce me to someone else, often times they say, "She has the most AMAZING garden!" I admit, I'm really lucky to have some really cool raised beds to perch on whilst I'm doing my gardening thang, BUT if you could see it now, well, all I can say is, "victim of heat."
I've pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I can't battle the 110+ temps in July. I can't even step foot outside the door to check the weed progress, much less tend and nurture my little planties. I can't plant cantaloupe, muskmelon and pumpkin seeds even though the planting guide says I can. I just sorta press my nose to my glass back door and sigh and wait until the sizzle stops in about mid Sept.....or at least abates a bit so that I can get the fall garden prepared...
But when we returned from Cali last week, I got the shock of my life, my poor little untended garden had produced a bounty of these babies!
Lesson in persistence and endurance to the end....
So I'm just polishing off the first of the cantaloupe and boy howdy, it's wonderful!
I gave the cucumber away.
Cuz I don't have much faith in the taste of cucumbers the size of my whole arm.
I'm a middle aged lady, young at heart, wife of Terry, mother of 7 great kids, grandma of 13 of the cutest, smartest, and most charming grandkids in the world, including one angel baby in heaven, chief cook and bottle washer, driver,& counselor. I love to be creative, learn new things, the color red, clutter-free spaces, chocolate, naps, office supply stores, fabric stores, & taking too many photos, just to name a few.