June 6

So last night I went to the high school graduation for my niece, Brooke, the daughter of my sister Mae. It was a lovely small town graduation with fewer than 80 graduates. The principal, who I grew up with, mentioned something special about each child, as she does each year during her graduation speech. One of the senior boys picked her up and twirled her completely around when she handed him his diploma, and she's not a tiny woman. The crowd went wild. It was funny. Ceremonies took place on the high school football field.
The whole thing brought back so many memories for me. Rosie couldn't understand it. If I could go back today to my high school graduation and take my life from that moment forward, I wonder how many things I would do completely differently. That's the earliest in my life I'd be willing to go back I might add. I have no desire to relive high school.
I'm teaching Relief Society today. The lesson is on the tender mercies of the Lord and standing strong.
It sure seems like it has been a short weekend. Making the 6-hour round trip drive to Trenton makes short work of a day. And I'm going to do it again on Thursday for Brooke's wedding shower!