It was a bittersweet day yesterday. We were able to attend the broadcast, and Sam and Ali were sweet enough to watch the broadcast in the visitors center with the kids so my brother and I could be in the Tabernacle. It was a beatiful broadcast. My mom said it was so hard to keep her composer when they started the first note of "Gently Raise The Sacred Strain," knowing it was her last time ever. After the broadcast, all family including kids, gathered in the Tabernacle for the retirements of my mom and 27 other members.
|My mom getting recognized|
After the program, we came back to my place for a yummy brunch. It was a really good day celebrating my moms time in the choir. She is somewhat relieved in a way I think. No more plannig family functions around the choir, General Conference will be spent in her PJs now, and Christmas time will be a lot less stressful for her. (although for the past 14 years the Christmas concert has been quite a tradition that I am going to miss terribly this year)
|My sister, my mom, and me, with our choir badges on|
I am so proud of both my parents for being in this wonderful choir. It has been amaizing to be able to share some of their experiences, and to see how singing truly is their passion. Thanks mom and dad, for your example to live your dreams. Love you both!!