Thoughts on a Day: Crash!

June 3 to June 8, 1991, Crash!

Still haven’t become rid of my cold. I feel an intuition that I just may be losing altitude; at least my breathing is not clear. Tuesday I thought the crash was helping Adele through her appointments. So sad, in need and the mind not working well. I feel so emotionally strained after leaving her, but the service feels good. I could help. I took her to the medical and mental appointments.

After coming home I was totally spent. Then I took some things to Packers. On the way home I felt much worse. By Monday I was headed to the hospital. Pneumonia! Very bad! Very sick! A long haul to get better. My right lung just wouldn't clear as it should. I am determined to climb and incentivized by the coming reunion; I will move along even if slowly.

Never have I felt so helpless. Do not lift, do not work, do nothing. A long slow time. Now on to a better summer. Like the mason, just one brick on brick, one at a time.

-EHG

Thoughts on a Day: Pioneer Relief Society

May 7, 1991, Pioneer Relief Society 19th Ward

I have labored long and hard for about five weeks preparing a special presentation on the birthday of the Relief Society. I researched many interesting episodes and feel successful in preparing a very entertaining history. I even found a cluster of plastic glass grapes which were the rage a short time-- well years--ago. It just seems a short time.

In spite of feeling like a pioneer mother--worn, tired, and foot sore--I went to the meeting and called upon my adrenalin to get me through. I had such a cold, but was able to last the evening.

I am grateful: because of a warm home, good food, and abundant juices, I didn't have to lay my bones in the cold frozen Wyoming plains.

The sisters enjoyed the humor blended with the hard labors and sacrifices made by those stalwart women. They built meeting houses, homes for the poor, granaries to fill with hand-gathered wheat, silk worms, and etc, etc, etc.

-EHG