CHANGES

There are always changes, changes and more changes! I got new doors for the hallway rooms this week. I figured it was time since the original doors and door knobs were locking you in or out of a room or not working at all and were completely unable to be repaired ever again. So after 65 years of working for this house they quit. So we got new doors and new handles. I guess this means I need to paint the hallway. now--I have opted for a light sage green with white doors, or should I go with a white hall and sage doors? Decisions, Decisions!

Mom called this week and said that the church was going to announce this past weekend that there would be changes in the mission field and to the mission in Peoria. As of the end of June there will no longer be an Illinois Peoria Mission. It will be consolidated into 1 of 3 other missions, Nebraska Omaha, Iowa Des Moine or Missouri St. Louis. Well now what? President Erickosn will be headed home at the end of June and will also be closing this mission. Where the missionaires are headed is anyone's guess. She is a bit scared of where she will end up. When she told me on Wednesday, she said Pres. Erickson told them 2 missions, St. Louis or Des Moine, however the Church news said Omaha as well. She told me with her luck, it would be Omaha. So please pray for her to be sent to St. Louis or Des Moine! My personal preference would be St. Louis!

Other changes are that Keith did lose his job on Friday--but deep down I knew it would happen and so did he. He just has to get out and pound the pavement starting tomorrow! And luckily for us he qualifies for unemployment!

Oh, and one more thing, as I sit here typing away, I look over at the futon that is holding my great grandmother's antique Grandmother' Clock (like a grandfather clock, only smaller) and wondering how I can get Ashlynne to stop jumping on the furniture. It is sitting there waiting to be fixed because as she was jumping last night--she jumped, hit the shelf above the couch and lnocked it off and broke it! I have told her a million times, as has her mother, her father, and her papa and she just will not stop! And this is what happens. I am sick about it. It doesn't work and it hasn't for 23 years, however, I love the look of it and I love antiques, so therefore I display it! At times I really miss the sound of the chimes. It brings back feelings of the comfort my grandparents gave to us and what a great time we had in coming up here and being around them--it is a strange feeling, but they would have turn 100 years old last year and it is still hard to believe that they are gone. Grandy for almost 23 years and Grandpa for 13 1/2. But it is nice to know we can hold them in our memories.

Things will get better, but when? One can only pray for soon!