Looking back Sunday was an unusual day--

We planned to attend our new ward at one o'clock, just like our old ward. There was a snowstorm last night and we had eight to twelve inches of snow overnight. The neighbor told Aaron church was canceled. I was fasting and disappointed to not be able to go to Testimony meeting today to hear some responses to President Hinckley's passing. I was glad to know that our new ward will have Fast and Testimonies next week instead.

I decided to make the best of the situation and read the Sunday school lesson and scriptures from the Book of Mormon. I also listened to Sounds of Sunday on the radio. I like to especially listen to the Manti-Richfield station because the music is the most reverent of all the stations on Sundays. I like the stations choices of devotional talks also. It is just an all around great listening channel.

I will say there was no TV, or internet to distract me either. The phone service installation will come on Tuesday, and the internet on Wednesday, so my sabbath day centered around quiet reverent activities. I couldn't get my computer to work either. Interesting that all the things that keep me occupied normally were nowhere to be found usable. Sad how dependent one can be on things that are taken for granted. I appreciated modern inventions even more when having to do without them.

I rested some after I showered and dressed intending to go over to visit Tracie and family. I ended up staying home and stayed put where it was warm and safe. Aaron and Candice went to see Super Bowl at friends.

All in all I made it a good day anyway, and things will eventually normalize and be back to "normal" soon.

It is great to be back and catching up on the blog entries. I had to reconstruct some of it, but found it not as easy as doing it daily.

Today was Tara's birthday. Tara is so talented and beautiful. I know she thinks she "old" but it would be nice to be her age again and gain from the wisdom of the ages since.

We seem to be our own worst critics when it comes to how we look or feel. I can remember old pictures of myself that I did not like at the time and now think those are just fine and wonder what it was I didn't like about myself back then. That is really what those kinds of thoughts boil down to--how I have learned over the years to accept myself and not be too harsh or critical of me. Hindsight is 20/20 vision, right?