General Conference Weekend

It’s always fun to be home. Home in my childhood roots.
To see how the boys faces light up when we hang the last right.
To smell the homemade cinnamon rolls.
To hear Bo barking from the pretty brown chair in the front room.
The place where we are always welcomed with a hug
+ farewelled with tears. This place will always be home to me.

I recently attended a women’s conference called Women Of Light.
I spoke on a panel with three other friends about prayer.
Boy, was I nervous. I felt inadequate.
I pleaded for strength from my Heavenly Father for weeks.
I did my best to get my heart where it needed to be.
The results didn’t come until I had the microphone in my hand.
It was humbling. It was hard. It was raw + I could hardly speak.
I felt a Love from above in the most sincerely soul piercing way.
God loves me. God loves you! HE KNOWS us.
Our faults, our fears, our strengths, our dreams.
I left that retreat a new woman.
These spiritual confirmations were a beautiful segue to General Conference.

The boys created a couple of Creature + Features tees
+ wore them so proudly the rest of the time.
Pretty much the coolest thing since sliced bread.
Fun to watch their personalities really shine through their designs.

I remember General Conference lasting for YEAAARSSSS when I was younger. Speaker after speaker, for two whole days. 😉 But I didn’t want it to end this time around. I believe it has to do with how much spiritual preparation I’ve been doing + where my heart stood. This talk from Elder Holland, Behold Thy Mother, particularly leaves an impression on me time + time again. Always something new that I need to hear! We’ve been spending a bunch of time in the car lately which has been a golden opportunity to re-listen to Conference snippets on the road. The counsel is priceless. So very grateful for this sweet family of mine, for our loving Church leaders + for a Prophet who guides our lives today.