Light the World
Writing at times seems like “mission impossible,” especially when it comes to recording events that I know I won’t be able to find words to describe. So a feeble attempt. I took leave from the mission from December 7 to December 14 and flew to Kansas, using new baby Wesley as my reason for absence. I did get cuddle time--and pacing time--with him and also time to enjoy my other Kansas kids. Not enough time. When it was time to leave, 3-year-old Benson spread himself wide across the door and told me, “Don’t you dare!” A grandma divided is a mix of happy-sad—always. The week before Kansas, some of Elder Challis’ siblings joined us for dinner and a walk through the lights. Cold noses, but warm hearts. The two of us have discovered that the best time to walk through the lights is at 6 am. We ...