I am really proud of her ability to do hard things. Today 10/14 was definitely balm for my aching heart. And balm is the perfect word- feeling the Spirit, regardless of what is happening or being said, is like soft, smooth ointment on a stinging cut. Every kind of pain is buffered and I feel not alone and not empty. Succored. Testimony meeting was lovely, and my Primary class was so sweet talking about wise and foolish choices. This afternoon, my kids helped me make banana bread and we took some over to the Tyners. Wendy’s liver cancer has progressed and she is now on hospice care. The family is keeping vigil and that sacred Spirit that only comes when someone joins our families or leaves them is thick in the house. It was beautiful to feel it again; it is always so bittersweet—but mostly sweet— to see someone at peace and truly prepared to meet their maker. Our hearts truly go out to her whole dear family during this holy time.