Today was good. I woke up tired, because last night I could not fall asleep. I closed my eyes, and thought pleasant thoughts, but not one wink of sleep was used. What was worse, I had to wake up earlier to be able to be ready by 8:15, because Dad had to be at the chapel by 8:30 to rehearse his musical number with Sister Stirling. Now, I resented the fact then, but I felt it was completely worth it when I heard Sister Stirling and Dad playing. It was gorgeous. The talks were pretty good. Wayne Vercosa, a boy in my class, gave a great talk without paper. Isn't that amazing? He spoke straight from the heart, which warmed my heart.
In Young Women's, the beehives were separated from the rest of the Young Women. We talked about marriage, because before, last Sunday, we talked about dating. Sister Parker asked us to write a list of traits that we thought would make us good wives. I was kind of stumped, but I wrote down a few traits. I can't bring them from memory, though. After that we came home, and ate. And now I sit here. But Dad says that when they leave, I cannot be on here. That makes me sad. It shows me that they can't trust me, and it's all my fault. If I hadn't been a lying doofus, then maybe they could trust me. But now all hope is lost. I don't think they will ever trust me again.
2 comments:
I am sure that someday Mom and Dad will trust you again. But for now it is better to follow their advice. We live in a world where Satan is more prevalent and therefore need to be better at protecting ourselves.
Love you!
Sarah
I know the feeling of having to wake up when you're tired. I hate it too.
Ali
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