Okay- So, I have been persuaded to begin blogging, as it seems the "Mormon" thing-to-do. "I can keep in touch with all my friends, and journal too!!" And, now that it is almost midnight in the Pacific Northwest, I am finally starting my blog. (It really didn't take me long to figure out how to get started....really, I swear!!) I have promised myself not to become a blog-stalker like some people I know...hee hee. But I am already wondering how to find my friends on this stinking thing. So, I guess I am supposed to talk about my feelings, and deep thoughts, and what-not...wow, I really don't think anyone wants to go there. But I guess what is on my mind right now is the blessings of Conference. Oh, now don't get me wrong. Conference weekend is somewhat of a pain. (I can say that, right?) Today, as I watched some crazy amount of primary children sit reverently for 2 hours behind the General Authorities, I almost cried as my own children were swinging from the ceiling fans in my home!!! All I am saying is that sometimes I find it difficult to be able to concentrate on the Spirit when even my 14 year-old can't sit quietly for one complete talk. Still, I am so thankful to be able to hear the words of our church leaders. Always, I find myself thinking they are speaking just to me. And today was no different. I have grown to love some of these great leaders, as if I have known them all my life. (Wasn't Wirthlin, Oaks, and Bednar amazing today? Among others?) And somewhere inside, I know my children are listening as well, and will learn to love Conference as well.
I will never forget last Conference, when my husband, still in Afghanistan called to make sure I was watching. I remember how happy I was at knowing that he was able to watch it too, knowing that for the first time in many, many months we were able to enjoy something together. Now, my husband is away again, only for a short time. But I took comfort in knowing that once again, we were able to share these moments together. (Although I am sure it was much quieter in his motel room!!!)
I always seem to come away from Conference energized and uplifted; ready to start over again and do better....be better. Tomorrow, we will try it again. I think I will take everyone to the chapel for at least one session. Perhaps that will help to "set the mood". Although, I am a bit apprehensive to go, as I still feel very much a stranger here. But that is for a whole other blog. (What has she gotten me into???)