Cousin Megan and Mindy
Stepping out of the car into the Sacramento air last Thursday took me back to my childhood. I spent summers with my cousins there, running through the warm and musky groves of Oak Trees. I especially looked forward to playing with Megan, the only girl cousin my age. I returned to find that time had transformed her into a stunningly gorgeous woman and mother of three.
Last month, when a stranger called to ask if I would come to Sacramento and sing for Girls' Camp, it didn't take long for me to think about it. In addition to relishing the opportunity to connect with adolescents (seriously), it so happens that my parents live there AND it also happened that my dashing cousin, Chad, was getting married in the Sacramento LDS Temple that weekend (of which my parents are the President and Matron). Serendipity.
Camp Director and new friend, Heidi Fudhim
Such lovely young ladies
Noni and Buck (Mom and Dad). They still got it!
SooOOOOooooOOO, long story short: new friendships were formed in the remote California woods. Long lost family members were found and loved as if we never skipped a beat. I fell in love with my mom and dad all over again. And fell in love with the idea of falling in love all over again. Missed the Glediator. And missed him some more.
Congratulations to Jenn and Chad!