Thursday, August 18, 2011

I'm feeling better

I really am.
 Maybe it was crying to my mom on the phone. 
Maybe it was a cloud of off kilter chemistry in my blood stream that is now back on kilter.
 Maybe it's the apologizing. Maybe it's the repenting. 
It's probably all of the above. I am feeling better.
 I had fun with my kids last night. I actually liked them (not just loved them). 
Just wanted to get that out there since I published my depressed state on the world wide web. 
I'm glad my mom and my husband are not regular readers of my blog.
 That post would have made them squirm. 

A long time ago when I was only 22 I met Sister Keddington. We were both missionaries at the Nauvoo Visitor Center in Nauvoo Illinois. Her name is Catherine but when you're serving a mission you call each other Sister (last name) I was Sister Samsel. 

Here we are pretending to be pioneers. 
Our pioneer ancestors who both lived in Nauvoo in the 1840's were even friends! Her Great Great (I don't know how many greats) grandfather Heber C. Kimball was friends with my Great great...... Grandfather Luke S. Johnson. 
And there we are......friends,  living in Nauvoo in 1996.

Anyway, getting sidetracked. 
 Catherine is a beautiful writer. A published beautiful writer. Her most recent post expresses so well what I feel as a mother. Her words are worth reading and will feed your head and heart. 

Well I think it's about time to post my Morris family vacation picture post wrap up.
I am on top of the laundry. It's never done but It's under control so that means I have time. My kids are enjoying their last couple days of no school. 
They have adjusted to our new strict limited media lifestyle. I'll have to talk more about that later too.

2 comments:

  1. Samsel - I'm so glad you're doing better. So glad you're on top of laundry for now. Small triumphs, yes? You are a beautiful, wonderful mother and I love you. I still feel grateful for that night you came and brought dinner to my family, helped me feed my new baby boys. You are a true saint. I had forgotten about our g-g-g- grandfather connection. Sweet memories. But oh my goodness - I can't believe you dug up that picture. Why oh why, with all you beautiful sisters around me, did no one tell me about plucking my eyebrows? Geesh!

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  2. oh I should have given you a great big hug yesterday!

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