On Saturday night around 9:00 pm, she finally started stressing during the fireworks because she had only just started getting her thoughts together and she had been asked to speak for 20 minutes.
I don't know why I ever worry about her. She gave an amazing talk full of stories from the Philippines and her experieces from what she calls affectionately Mission 1.
After church, we made our way back to the house where we were treated to my sweetie's sweet pork burritoes.
Most of the family stayed until about 3:00, talking and laughing. My sweetie and I headed upstairs and took a wonderfully long overdue nap.
1 comment:
It does sound like the perfect Sabbath Day. It's always fun to hear your children speak.
Hugs to Crafty!
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