Today we woke up late for church. I mentioned to Parker that we could go to a ward that had the sacrament meeting later. He said yeah I want to do that because I haven't had the sacrament. It was a tender mercy that he was aware of what he needed. He knew of the importance of the sacrament and he bore witness to me. I am so grateful for a son who is trying to do the right things. We decided since we missed our sacrament we would go to the ward right by our house. It was so spiritual. While I often think change would be great, my eyes and mind were opened while sitting in this ward. I realized how blessed I was to have a loving and caring Ward. I am happy where I am at, and wouldn't want to change it. I am blessed with many people who care about me. I hope I can do something good for them. Happy Sunday!
