morbid maybe?

I know of someone who has just passed away and I'm touch by the things I've learned about her journey. I don't know her personally so it is not affecting me deeply beyond my sympathies for her friends and young family that she is leaving behind.
As I'm considering it and seeing posts from people who are grieving and some who are feeling angry, I'm just thinking about it and wondering how I would/do feel about it. I have to admit that as I'm considering her experience RIGHT NOW (not prior and not her family's losses), I kind of feel excited. Wow, think of all the things she is experiencing right now that we've spent our wholes lives wondering (and preparing) for...
I'm a little excited for that time in my journey (hopefully and prayerfully it will be many many many years from now).
so... morbid maybe?

Splush the Toilet!

Heidi is working on not forgetting to splush. I know this story doesn't compete with the last, but since it was time to let the other be copied and pasted into a more private journal for safe keeping, I had to replace it with something... and if you could see and hear Heidi saying it, I promise, you would be fulfilled and tickled.

dodge ball

Stephanie organized an incredibly fun Family Home Evening Activity. We played dodge ball with what seemed like hundreds of balls and at least that many children. We had a blast. Thank you Algers for doing all the work so we could come and play.
In one of the games, everyone lined up along the sides of the room and two people would try to run through the middle and make it to the other side without getting hit. Here's Jen and Steph's turn at it....

This is Dandi and me trying... I was hit a few million times.

Action shot.

Look at that amazing stance. I should go pro.

That's my Lilli girl. I think she was the last or second to last person to get out for at least one of the rounds. Good Job girly.