Come And Go With Me Today

In my roadmap I briefly mention a time in my life when many of my friends learned about the Gospel of Jesus Christ and were baptized. This occurred during high school.
So our 20th class reunion seemed like a great time to get all of us together. The last time we were all together was in 2000. We are spread out across the country and one of us even lives in Germany. As our reunion was approaching it looked like there was only going to be three of us there. Then, miraculously, two weeks ago I got a phone call from Eva. "I'm coming and I'm going to get a hold of Naomi and try to get her there too." I replied with, "Okay, I'll call Leah." Within 48 hours everyone had a booked plane ticket except for Quinn in Germany.

This is how it started. The ending is almost too emotional to write about. I debated whether to put this in my blog but since this is my journal I couldn't NOT write about it. It's hard to say goodbye to those you love. I'm not good at it. Who is? I stayed strong as I hugged each one of them goodbye but as I drove away I sobbed. Sad because I don't have them in my life on a daily basis to share every minute with and happy because our friendship is one of a kind. I also think tiredness has something to do with it.

When I went to bed:

Thursday: 1:30 a.m.
Friday: 2:00 a.m.
Saturday: 3:00 a.m.
Sunday: 6:00 a.m.

This was of course getting up extremely early each day too for the various reunion events and church and driving to the airport.

I am tired.

I have tons to say about the fact that I got to see some great people that I hadn't seen in 20 years. And I will blog about that another time. But for now, I just have to say that I am grateful for Sabrina, Michelle, Naomi, Eva, Leah and Quinn. Naomi, Quinn and Sabrina are converts. Eva made a comment last night about how not only did they gain testimonies while taking the discussions, those of us that were already members gained ours as well. We did it together and I will always be so grateful to my Father in Heaven for that. Your testimony is strengthened as you share it and that is what happened for each of us.

I have two things that I love the most about my time spent with these friends. Laughing, we are really good at this. And singing. The adults in our life were begging us to sing because that is what they remember the most of us. We used to travel around in our stake and sing in various wards. I think the love that we have for one another comes through in our voices and it makes for some amazing music. After singing the closing song in sacrament meeting, my husband, turns to all of us and in a very serious voice says, I don't care what you do tonight but you HAVE to sing that song again tonight at our house. We all laughed because he was so serious but we also understood what he meant.This is a picture of us at my house on the last night. We invited some more friends from our home ward to join us for some fun. Arthella, in the middle was our Laurel advisor.


Then there is the laughing. It feels like it is seriously non stop when we are all together. It's exhausting and I wouldn't have it any other way. One thing after another kept fueling the stockpile of material we had to laugh about. I won't get into it all because it wouldn't be funny to you. I will say this though, don't stand with your hands clasped behind your back if you think a strange man may come up and hug you from behind. There is only one place those hands will end up. I was glad I had hand sanitizer.Looking at old photo albums and laughing our heads off.


We were all emotional at the end of the weekend and made promises to have another reunion next year. Our bishop and his wife of when we were in high school have insisted we have our next reunion at their home. This time Quinn will be there and it will be complete.

This video clip is of singing one of our favorite songs from Girls Camp.