I had a great time watching my brother check out the BYU campus and then run in their invitational. We had a bit of a laugh after hearing the clock tower bells chiming "Come, Come Ye Saints" for the third time in a day and he asked me if I had read 1984. I said yes and we had an enlightening conversation about the propaganda at BYU, and all universities for that matter. He is so excited to go and I'm completely weirded out about the fact that he won't be around as much for many many years to come, if we ever get to really live close to each other again. He is hands down my favorite brother.
Today is Sunday again. I used to really look forward to Sundays, the chance to engage in spiritually intellectual conversation in Gospel Doctrine classes, to feel the Spirit in Relief Society, which took me about three full years to finally feel welcome. Now, I play the piano for three hours every Sunday. I'm the choir accompanist and primary accompanist and so I play for most of the day. I really try to look at this as an opportunity to serve, to share my talents that have been given to me and be grateful, but I really feel like, after being the choir accompanist for three years and doing double piano duty for six months now, that I'm sure there is something to learn, something that will be gratifying in the future, but, for now, Sundays are just the day I play the piano. It's a bit frustrating...not sure how to change that. Hmmmm.......
Three more weeks until school is out. I'm ready. My students are ready. My colleagues are ready. Have to plan fun activities or I'm going to lose my students. I think we are going to do a word game day soon. :)
Here's to the first week of May!!!