Sunday, October 8, 2006

Last night I fell asleep watching “Gallipoli,” so I woke up at about 4am with my eyes hurting because I hadn’t taken my contacts out. Well, I got up and took them out and usually when that happens, they’ll hurt for a little while, but when I wake up in the morning they’ll be fine. Well, not so this time. I woke up and my right eye was better, but my left eye was worse. I couldn’t open it for more than a couple seconds at best, it hurt, was red, and was watering. Well, I got ready for church and went to church (the whole time not opening my eye much). Then I had Shannon conduct for me at church. Sacrament meeting was really hard because it’s kind of difficult to stay awake when you have to keep your eyes closed. Then, I actually enjoyed Sunday School and Relief Society more this time than usual. Melissa taught Sunday School and I payed attention almost the entire time and had some good insights. Like, she talked about how a lot of the happy moments in our lives tend to have something spiritual to do with them. That reminded me of when I got a blessing from Nate or Steve or Jon and it was fabulous and then the whole rest of the day I was on cloud nine and felt like nothing could ever bring me down. Then, after church we went home and I got a little something to eat and took a nap. Around 4 we all went over to Podul and had some fabulous French toast for dinner. Then we had our meeting, which was actually really long and also really good and emotional as usual. I realized that sometime soon I really need to just sit down and figure out my thoughts about Romania. Also, we decided we’re going to go to Budapest on the 27th, which means I might not have a chance to give my talk, which was going to be on the 29th and was going to be on “Miracles.” That kind of bums me out because I was actually looking forward to it. Also, I’m really excited to go back to work tomorrow after this long weekend. It’s been too long since I’ve held a baby and I really don’t know what I’m going to do when I get home and don’t have the opportunity to do so. Also, now is as good of a time as any to write about this little funny thought that I keep having. Honestly, lately, every time I see a mom with her kid I can’t stop myself from thinking “Good job! You kept your kid!” It’s really a funny thought, but after being with these orphans so much, I’m just extra grateful for those that kept there kid. It almost seems like it’s something that only extraordinary people do, which is totally warped. Also, I think my subconscious mind has a hard time not thinking that ALL Romanian kids are handicapped because all the ones I see are. It’s like, when I think of Romanian kids, I think of handicapped kids, so they’re almost one and the same for me. Anyway, that’s about it for tonight.