November 8, 2017

It's Wednesday.  And all day I was aware that the Bishop would be meeting with the outgoing Relief Society President and calling my new counselors and secretary.  It left me with a rare sort of nervousness.  It just feels momentous, I guess.  I will come to rely on, and love, these sisters--more than I already do.  I'm a mix of excitement, and anxiousness.  But if all goes well, I will have the best women ever to work with.

Austin went to the High School play today as a field trip.  And the girls went tonight for Young Women's.  Lots of my former miamaids are in the play--I really hope I get to go see it!  But everyone reports that it is awesome.  They are performing, Fiddler on the Roof.  As I sang the songs to the boys and tried to explain it a bit to Austin before he left, I couldn't help but think of Dad belting out the songs.  He was the one who brought the movie home for us to watch.  He was the one who introduced me to Fiddler on the Roof.  And he would have been so excited to hear about the kids going to see it. Dad just loved stuff like that.

I made a home cooked meal of chicken and mashed potatoes and gravy.  I drove basketball carpools and stayed up waiting for the girls with Greg.  Just as I was about to go to bed, I got a text from the first of my new presidency.  She expressed her excitement and willingness to serve.  I was so relieved.  Then my first counselor called me to also express her excitement and eagerness to help me. I still have heard from the last one, but I felt a rush of emotion to think about all that might lie ahead for us women.  And I feel an overwhelming sense of love for the sisters in our ward.  I've been praying that I might see them all as the Savior does.  That I might love them all as He does.  And that I might have an abundance of charity.

I talked a bit on the phone with my mom.  She gave me such great advice about this.  As I hung up the phone and I thought of her amazing example, I felt strongly that she is the reason I am here in this spot now.  She has taught and trained me, and for years I have watched her serve and love those around us. All I have to do is think about the way my mom would do it, and I'll be fine.  I love her for showing me the way.