A Memorable Wedding...and some!

Have you ever had an experience in your life that when it is happening, you say to yourself , "This is a memory I will never forget!"? I think we do have those occasionally and for me, it was tonight. Tonight, was the wedding of John and Ms. Valorie Carraway. If any of you have read my old posts, this is thee, Ms. Valorie---the "smilin for our troops" Ms. Valorie... Yes, Ms. Valorie was the homeless lady (well Desert Dweller as they call them here) who would would sell newspapers to drivers on the corner of Kolb and Valencia....and at the time, lived in a tent. Well, today she now lives in a trailer, with her now official and legal husband John and has been coming pretty regularly to church for the past four months. She looked beautiful with her blue dress and bouquet of flowers. Her smile was so bright and she couldn't help but giggle through out the whole wedding ceremony. We were all there in the bishop's office. Her friends---and even a puppy dog. (We said he was the ring bearer:)) It was so sweet to see her face. John was feeling good too and kept commenting that everyone was looking at him and taking pictures of him cuz he was wearing such a white shirt! It was a happy night. I am so thankful for Sheralin, who has the vision to help and be that instrument of God to lead and love. I am so thankful to be part of a church that understands that the true gospel of Jesus Christ is not about where we are but where we are headed. When the ceremony ended and we were walking out of the bishop's office, I held Ms. Valorie's hand and she looked at me and said, "Well, Ms. Marshall...I'm on my way to being better...." I quickly squeezed her hand and said, "You have been on your way for a long time...we are holding hands in this life together and striving together... to be better" That is really what it is all about. We are all beggars unto the Lord and with Him and only Him can we be lead to the source of true happiness in life---Eternal Life. I have no doubt that Ms. Valorie was put on this earth to teach all of us. I heard she is joining the ward choir! :) That will most definitely spice up the hymns. Life is good! Goodnight!

Change Sucks! (should I say "Just Kidding?")

Change. It is usually referred to as a good thing (at leas that is what we say to feel better about it) But there are good changes for sure, for example: “Change the diaper”….definately. Change your underwear….yes. Change the channel…okay. And if you are an LDS person who has loved and served your ward for many years, “Change your ward boundaries…..” You begin to hear the screeching violin playing like “psycho”! Very hard. Today was a good day in a new ward. Lots of “transition” themed testimonies and faith promoting stories. Clearly this is going to be another adventure in the annals (can I say that here…okay, not spelled the same.) of history. It is also a time to reflect on the amazing abilities of Enoch…where he served and loved the people of his ward for hundreds of years and didn’t tire of it, eventually sending them all to heaven together. I am guessing they did not have a ward boundary change. J Actually everything was put into perspective for me tonight on our way home from my parents. We were driving on Houghton and in the headlights we spotted a dog that had been hit. Being a very busy road, we had to drive on and make a U-Turn (illegally. My daughter asked us if this was legal…we ignored her) and had to find a way to pull over by the dying animal. I stepped out of the car and as I came close to her, I could see her shallow breathing and blood that had been spilt on the road and covering her mouth and paws. I put my hand to her head and spoke to it trying to sooth its pain. She was a beautiful dog and because I don’t know dog’s and breeds I couldn’t even tell you what type it was. I called the number on the collar but it was the wrong number so I had to call the animal control center. A Sherriff was on its way, the owners were being located….we had to go home. We dropped the kids off and drove to the owner’s home and left a note attached to their empty home. About 10 minutes ago, I got a call from the owner, asking me if I had their dog “Zha Zha” and if she was okay…. I had to break the news to him that she had been hit and was probably dead and needed to call the Pima Animal Control. His voice became quiet and there was a long pause. I apologized for his loss and I hung up the phone. Of course I am hugging CoCo right now (our chocolate lab) and feel like crying. That is change I don’t want. Change that comes from a loss of a loved one. I will take ward changes anytime…as long as my loved ones, yes…even CoCo is safe with me. Good bye “Zha Zha”.. all dogs go to Heaven, that is certain. I will let her lick me too when I see her someday. Sorry for the somber ending, but I don't feel that funny tonight....it will come back to me by tomorrow :) Goodnight. Ana.