A funeral, a field trip, the temple, and a flute recital. Each thing filled a different part of me today.
I started this day attending a funeral for the friend I mentioned earlier in the week. Minus a few of the details, the life sketch that was read from the pulpit could have very easily been of my husband. It was very emotional and ended up feeling even closer to home than I might have thought going in. And his wife blogged today. This is a strong woman, full of faith and surrounded by love.
Next came a field trip, where I went straight from the funeral to meet my kiddos at a pond where they were feeding ducks. After the duck adventure, and a few kids tripping on exposed tree roots and skinning their knees, we headed to a park for a picnic and a 30-minute adventure at a new playground. They are adorable and served as good salve for my soul today. I love these guys.
Third, the temple, where I slept through more than I should, but still absorbed the feeling and the purpose. I was emotionally spent, but glad to go and be reminded of things pertaining to eternity. I needed it. Afterward, my husband and I spent a good half hour talking about the kids and what we can do to bring together certain parenting philosophies that we seem to feel differently about. Different backgrounds, and all that. It was good.
Last, a flute recital that knocked my socks off. Maybe 40 of us there. I seriously was blown away to hear the power of this pair of flutes, when playing a capella and not competing with other instruments. Maybe without lots of background sound we each can stand out if given the chance. Big hugs to the musician friend, and then home to see my boys.
A day filled with crying and laughing and the Spirit and good music. A mix. Healthy and juxtaposed.