This ward was very friendly and we actually met someone who was raised in Plano and whose dad was the Stake President when we moved to Plano. They happened to live in Rick's ward briefly when they were newly married. Small world.
Before the meeting started, a sister introduced herself to us. When we mentioned that we were just visiting and were siblings, her face became serious and concerned as she asked about why we were in town. It was clear that she was worried that we were there for a funeral. Once we told her that we were just gathering with some family, she was relieved and shared a big smile and welcome to the ward. It is impossible to describe this brief interaction correctly but I was so touched by the genuine expression of love and caring that I felt from her, a stranger to us. It makes me want to be more intentional as I reach out to those around me. It was a sweet interaction.
After Church, we headed back and enjoyed our last minute conversation with Dad which I spoke about in an earlier post. And then it was over. Rick took Valerie and I to the airport and he returned the car and headed into Denver by train where he had a meeting the next day before heading back to Dallas.
I got home and stepped into a household of little people. Liam was sick running a fever so Jessica came to our house on Saturday with Zander, Alex, and Carter to limit the opportunity for them getting sick. They stayed until Wednesday so every night I got extra time holding babies and visiting with Jessica. (And it seemed to work as no one else got sick.)
Life is immensely sweet!
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