MaeLyn's Musings

This has been my latest crocheting project: a life sized copy of Lamoni, (aka Lala).

(A talk I gave in sacrament meeting on 4/28/2019) In summer of the year 2000, my parents took my younger siblings on a cross country trip to tour church history sights. It was while Steven and I were house sitting for them that our ten-month-old daughter Hannah took her very first unassisted steps into my outstretched arms. When an infant is born, she is tiny and weak, and can’t move around unless she is carried. After a time, the baby is set down for some “tummy time” and gets a chance to do push ups and strengthen her muscles. Over time she learns to roll over, then to crawl. Before long she is pulling herself up to things and then starts walking along using the edge of the sofa for support. And then comes that exciting moment when she lets go and walks on her own into the arms of her loving parents who have been watching, encouraging, comforting and helping all along the way. Brothers and sisters, we each are like an infant. In the beginning after our spirits were organized, we were...

On Wednesday school was cancelled all over the Denver area because there was a credible threat that an 18 year old woman with a fixation on the Columbine shooting would attack a school. Apparently she arrived in Denver and bought a gun and then vanished, so they shut down everything just in case. (They found her body later that day... She committed suicide. More info here .) John was frustrated that school was cancelled because one acts are coming up (they are this week!) and he needed the rehearsal time. Instead, John took advantage of the free day to go to School of Mines to check out the campus and talk to someone about getting his admission deferred. I got a ride to my book club, and both of us were home again before Josh and Peter rolled out of bed. Early in the afternoon I took Josh to Children's Hospital to see a cardiologist about his seizures . They did an EKG, but the results were normal. He doesn't have a heart murmur or anything else they could identify. I still thi...

Last week I spent a couple days helping an older couple in our ward pack up their stuff for their impending move to Wyoming. I was at their home for about four hours on Thursday and another four hours on Friday. Saturday morning I bent over to pick up some cat barf on the floor of our living room, and suddenly my lower back was in pain. I probably should have rested it more that day. I stretched it. I took a long walk. I participated in a stake service project - assembling meals for Feeding Children Everywhere . But I think I just made it worse. On Sunday I did a little more resting - outside the five hours I spent at church, but even most of that time was spent sitting. (Church services are only two hours. The other three hours were because I was invited to attend the last 15 minutes of bishopric meeting, so I went to church with Steven (he is the ward clerk) and hung out for the first 45 minutes. Then I had ward council, and then close to an hour between when that meeting let out...