As I have said many times, I really do think that Heaven will look like Portland on a sunny day.
But best of all was spending time with Scott. He's had a rough few months with some BIG kidney stones but he is back to normal now.
As I have said many times, I really do think that Heaven will look like Portland on a sunny day.
I like to look for rainbows whenever there is rain
And I can be forgiven and improve myself each day.
One of the best things about having gone to Kenya lots of times is that I have friends there. I love seeing people that I have known for years.....as well as making new friends.
At Mgalani Boarding school, sweet Luvuno is the accountant. Rinda met her when she was about 6 years old, a little girl leading her class in a rousing song. Her skills, even at that age, marked her as a leader and no one was surprised when she did qualify for a Kenya Keys sponsorship. She completed college and got a certificate in accounting. Her bright smile lights up the room. You'd never know that she is a single mom of a child with special needs and also the sole support of her mother and sister. Luvuno is a woman of steel and I love and admire her!
We carry a little piece of each other in our hearts, and that is what we really care about, not this distance.
It's a great privilege to have so many Kenyan friends!
Let me introduce you to a few of them.
First Joseph Mwengea, the Executive Director of Kenya Keys in Kenya. Along with Rinda Hayes, he is a founder of this organization that has been such a force for good in the Taru area.
He is one of the most brilliant people I have ever known, with an interest in everything from construction to politics. I honestly believe that he could tell you the life story of each of the 900 sponsored students from the last 17 years.
When we moved to Boise in 1988, I was blessed with a great group of friends in our church congregation. We had kids of similar ages and shared many of the same interests. These women had gone to BYU Education Week for many years and they invited me to join them. I'm not sure how many times I've gone since then, but I am guessing about 25.
Education Week is held on the BYU campus during the week between summer classes and the beginning of fall orientation. From the website "At Education Week you can choose from hundreds of classes on a variety of subjects, including education, religion, marriage and family, finance, health, personal development, family history, communication, and much more. Come enjoy dynamic presenters, evening entertainment, and the Spirit you’ll feel on campus with friends and family." This year marked the 100th year of this unique program. I'm not sure there is anything quite like it in the world.
This year the attendance was abut 16,000 people which is close to pre-pandemic levels. Prior to the Covid pandemic, the total attendance was closer to 18,000; in 2020 the event wasn't held and last year the attendance was 13,000. 900 classes are held. 53% of the attendees were in the over 63 age group so we felt right at home. Our group stayed in the dorms but I know people who stay with friends, or rent houses, or stay in hotels.
I'm lucky to have gone with a group of women I've known since 1988. Even though we don't see each other often like we once did, our friendships pick right back up. We are instant besties! I truly love these women. They make living the gospel of Jesus Christ easier.
I've written so much in the past about how I feel about the Lonoke High School Class of 1971 that I don't know what else to say.
These lines from the Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton song will suffice for our 51 year class reunion.
You can't make old friends.
Can't make old friends
It was me and you, since way back when
But you can't make old friends.
EVERYONE
Deltis Glover, Marilyn Montgomery Lewis, Vicki McCann Ingle, Shelia Childress Johnson, Barbara Barnes Monroe, Pam Cordell Landis, Linda Pool Gentry, Barbara Jones Chivers, Laura Beth Williams Rankin, Carolyn O'Bannon, Cindy West, Jeanne Cole Harlan, Karen Lewis Masching, Caryn Ellis Southerland, Laurie Clement Curry
The last time I was on an airplane was for our exciting trip home from Dubai through Ethiopia in March 2020, right in the early days of the pandemic when no one knew if the US borders would close, if all planes would be grounded....if we'd be stuck in Dubai or Addis Ababa. Never in my adult life have I gone this long without flying somewhere.
Now I have four pandemic flights under my belt with 4 more scheduled in the next few months. Wearing a mask for so many hours is not my idea of a good time but I am happy to do it in order to travel again.
My first trip was to Portland (only about an hour flight plus time in the airport so probably 4 masked hours) so that I could help our friend Martha after bunion surgery. I arrived on Monday with surgery scheduled for Tuesday morning. Just as Martha had finished giving me all the instructions I would need take care of her and of her house, the phone rang. It was the hospital reporting that for the 1st time in 20 years the doctor had to cancel and reschedule her surgery. And it was scheduled for the day AFTER I had to leave. Luckily she had another friend coming to take over when I left, so she was still going to be well taken care of. Change of plans no more surgery or care giving, now it was just a girls' week party and it was great!
I caught up with my walking buddies. Oh how I miss them! It seems that we never run out of things to say!