Saying Goodbye to a Friend
Right around the time that I was called as Primary President (leader of our church's children's group), Christy moved into our ward. A young mother with a couple young kids, she was God sent. I needed someone to serve as the primary chorister, the calling I had held previously, and in spite of her perceived lack of musical talent, she was willing to serve. She did a great job, with lots of fun activities for the primary children while teaching them the gospel through music. Over the next several years we became friends. Although her growing family is younger than mine, we both attended play groups and other activities. Hannah babysat her kids occasionally. She also has a son named Peter, and my children dubbed him "big Peter" while my Peter was "little Peter" in spite of the fact that my Peter is much bigger and older than hers. When I was Relief Society president (leader of the church's womens' organization) and found myself in need of a new counse