Monday, August 29, 2011

Sunday was an interesting day. I finally spoke up to our Relief Society President with the official handbook in my hand after the meeting was over and had her read what should happen in the opening exercises. She, too, didn't read where there are any "good news moments". I have had it with the women bragging about their new grand babies. Now that I have lost three, I do not care to hear about the women who have 13 and 29, etc., etc., etc. I also reminded her of the meeting we had with her and her counselors months ago and told her that this was not to be done any more. "Well how do we not do it?" I told her you just don't announce it any more. DUH. Now we will see if they change their motis opperendi or not. There are some young mothers in the group who have also lost their new babies and I'm certain they do not need to hear of these babies being born and the agony all over again.

Talking with Stacy on the phone yesterday, she is still not back to her normal self. She is hurting and aching for the loss of her little Enzo. Someone must have told her that she didn't even know him, but I told her that she had had him for five months and she lost part of herself and she is entitled to grieve all she wants. I'm waiting for a book on grieving from my niece which is a great book about how one can grieve and for how long...it is a jewel.

Well I dug up some more of those dastardly flowers and now I need to go to the pharmacy for a prescription. Always something to keep one busy. I am in the middle of reading three books! That should keep me busy.