The Last Sunday

Today was my last Sunday in the 14th ward.  Though I wasn't officially released from my calling, it was still the last time for me there.  I confess I fully expected the announcement in sacrament meeting but apparently there were issues with getting the soon to be called in to meet with the Bishop for the official visit.

My husband had gone to PEC this morning and was able to pass on the torch (binder) of his calling to the new Ward Mission Leader.  He practically floated through the door when he came home to pick me up.  I confess to being a bit jealous.  I wanted to experience, if briefly, that same feeling of weightlessness.

Despite that minor set back though, it was a good day.  Naturally there were missing teachers and my wonderful husband graciously stepped in.  Seems like a regular occurance, especially the last two months.  I was able to do sharing time and it actually went really well.  Especially considering I put it together this morning.  But the kids did well.  They seemed to have a good time even learn something.

And of course there's always something to make you smile.  This was from the closing prayer.  (Always nice to end on a good note)

Child:  ".... and please bless us to stop making duck noises in class."

Could life be summed up any better?... I will miss that.