MaeLyn's Musings

This summer, Peter has been involved in a community theater production of " The Servant of Two Masters ". This play is an example of  commedia dell'arte . Many of the characters wore masks, and their actions were exaggerated in a way that added to the fun. Peter played the part of Pantalone, the money-loving father of a young woman whose engagement to the love of her life is put in jeopardy by the return of a man to whom she had previously been betrothed, but who had reportedly been killed in a duel.  The performances were this weekend. We attended Friday night and found it a lot of fun and really well done. Unfortunately we weren't allowed to take a video recording or take pictures during the performance, but we were able to take some pictures in costume afterwards. Peter as Pantalone Pantalone and his soon to be son in law, Silvio.

I now officially have two adult children!  John has about 5 months left of his mission. While I understand that he was disappointed to not be able to return to Brazil, and he still has some difficult days (and weeks), I think he has really appreciated the opportunity to continue to serve. His schedule now includes working on the grounds of the Fort Collins temple, helping out in the Denver North Mission office, and fielding help requests on the gospel library app for Global Services. In his free time, John plays the piano and is learning to play the sax. He also reads a lot and spends a good amount of time on his computer. He explains what he is doing from time to time, but once he starts talking about compilers, the language gets more technical and he loses me. He also attends the young adult ward on Sundays and institute classes on Thursdays. After his mission he plans to return to Colorado School of Mines to continue pursuing his computer science degree. John being John. Peter...

 "Carry this boulder over the mountain," they said. They gave me a guide to show me the way and I trudged along up the slopes and over the mountain, finally arriving on the other side, exhausted from the long trek, sore, a bit scarred, but with a sense of accomplishment. I did it! Six months later, they told me, "You need to carry another boulder over the mountain." This new boulder was a little bigger, a little heavier, a little rougher. Remembering the challenges of my first experience I dreaded having to do it again. The journey I faced seemed so much harder the second time. But I had my guide to help along the way, right? My guide directed me through the foothills, but then sent me to another to guide me. "He is taller and can see farther," my guide said. So I looked to the new guide. My new guide was indeed taller and could see farther. He described the path in detail and warned me of the pit falls and dangers along the way. I could see he had more ex...