I know this is a late post but I have been thinking about it and wanted to share my thoughts. I love conference weekend. I love the knowledge that comes from learning with the Spirit. I always am sad when it is over because the flow of peace and calm, from listening to Prophets and Apostles and other inspired men and women, leaves. Not totally but it is tangible.
It has always been a tradition for the boys to go to Priesthood and the girls either meet up with them after for dinner, or go to dinner on our own. I also love the tradition that my husband started long ago of making "treat bags". We each have our own and we love it! He has said that at the Priesthood meeting, they sometimes get funny looks as they eat from the bags, but it's all part of the experience.
I miss all my kids that are away so keenly at this time. I miss the feeling of the entire family being together. I love it. It is heaven on earth for me. It is, I think, one of the hardest trials of my life to have kids away. Even though I know with my mind that they are all exactly where they should be, doing exactly what they should be doing-my hearts doesn't get it and it is hard. But as my son Ryan told me, "Mom you can do hard things". He is right because I know that Heavenly Father watches over all and He is in control.
Those of us that were here- Jeff and I, Scott and Em and Brad and Melissa kept the tradition alive. We shopped, went to dinner and had a sleep-over with crepes in the morning-(another tradition started by my husband-he was and is an inspired man) and watched the Sunday morning conference session together. Good times! I love you all very much!
