Weekend

 My kids always want me to tell them the bad news first and then cheer them up with the good news.

The bad news is that I am kind of sick.  Or just actually sick.  I don't know.

Ever since our trip, I have been tired and run down feeling.  I 100% chalked it up to jet lag and being 52.  But it has been increasing.  I took a Covid test Wednesday and then another one Friday (both negative) because I was going to see my mom and I don't want to be the one that is going to give her Covid.

Even though I felt wonky, I went to the wedding.  It was tiring.

Even though I felt spent on Saturday, I went with Adam to a primary activity.

It was a mistake.

I was basically worthless the rest of the day.  I took three naps in the afternoon and did nothing except loll around.

I got a sub for primary music.  I decided to just be sick.  I was less sleepy on Sunday so maybe I am recovering? I have an appointment with my doctor today.  

So all of that isn't very fun.

Here's what was great though (the good news!): Liliana and Josh's wedding.

It was in the Layton temple and I loved being there and seeing so many people I love.  Being inside the temple with people you love just seems to amplify that love.  Family is a gift and the temple makes that gift sweeter.

Before the wedding, I greeted Edgar and he said, "Hi Hannah. Oh, sorry!  I mean, Thelma."

I assured him it was OK.  I asked, "Are you nervous?"

He said, "A little."

When you are knocking around adversarially with your siblings in the backseat of a car on a long hot road trip, I think someone should tell you that not only will your siblings someday be best friend material, but they'll marry these wonderful people who you will also love.

I cried during the wedding.  (I made the mistake of looking over at my beautiful mother of the bride sister and also I was holding Adam's hand and pondering on the blessing it is to have him for eternity). Morgan was on my other side and after the wedding, he looked at me and said, "You're crying?!?"

I said, "Yes, Morgan."

He said, "It must be all the dust in this room."

Because there is a lot of dust in a pristine sealing room of the temple....

I said, "I have a lot of water in my head."

He said, "Like Grandpa!"

And he was not wrong because my dad was sitting exactly in front of me and wiping his tears.

There were a lot of pictures taken after the wedding and I stole some of my favorites from Olivia.  I love this one of my mom handing Liliana her bouquet.  So much joy and love!

I sent this to my kids and said that if it didn't melt their heart, did they even have a heart?

After pictures, we went to Ogden and visited the cemetery where Adam's grandparents are buried and where his great-grandparents are buried.  

Emma gets a commendation for stellar posture!

Adam had been to his grandparents' grave, but at the cemetery where his great-grandparents were buried, we were clueless and it was a huge cemetery.  

Mark got out of the car and just started walking around and Emma marched into the office and came back with a map.

They are a good duo for cemeteries.

I told the headstones that we had been to Denmark and seen where they are from.  Because that's a normal thing to do....

I know they aren't there, but I wanted to tell someone (something).

Then, we went to Kaysville.  Since none of Edgar's family could go inside the temple, Lili and Josh had a ring ceremony.  Edgar officiated and it was in Spanish.  It was beautiful although I understood very little.

I did understand the love and the inclusivity and the desire of every single person there for the happiness of Lili and Josh.

The reception was held in Josh's parents' beautiful yard.  I enjoyed visiting with my parents and Aunt Mary and Uncle Steve and siblings and all.

For a little while, Adam and I sat at the up and comers cool kids table and visited with Desi and Mason and Nikki and Liberty.  Then Lili and Josh sat next to us to eat.  We were in a prime spot I tell you!

I love how everyone in our family keeps marrying people I like so much!

Aren't these two beautiful?

I love time spent with these people.

I love every big milestone that I get to share with my two sisters.

Here we are all admiring the young prince, Parley.  He is Liberty and Nikki's adored and adorable baby.  Marianne was sporting a burp cloth on her shoulder like the doting and capable grandmother she is.

Sisters.  I love my girls.