Wow! This is a great thing.....your "technically challenged" mom finally made it in. This is my first time into the blog world. Thank you Justyn for getting us started.

After reading all your profound comments, I'm a little intimidated....but this is a familiar feeling since marrying your dad. I have loved reading your thoughts and impressions and am excited to learn from each other in this way.

My thoughts during gospel doctrine last week were how I love our current teacher. She is a very plain, ordinary, old fashioned woman but teaches with the spirit and has the ability to pull a meaningful discussion out of us each week. I then thought of my institute teacher, who is very much the same type of individual and again has the ability to teach with the spirit. She had us studying Mosiah 4 and we read verse 13 it hit me with great force..."And ye will not have a mind to injure one another, but to live peaceably". Sister Sevy pointed out that if the Atonement is working in our lives, it will show in the way we treat others. I then remembered an incident that happened earlier this week. I went to Rite Aid (our pharmacy of choice) to pick up a prescription for Corrie. The lady at the counter apologized and said it wasn't in yet and to return the following day. The next morning I got a call from the pharmacy telling me that the medicine hadn't arrived and would be in the next day which was Wednesday. On Wednesday I again went into Rite Aid to get the prescription, this time with Corrie in toe and not very compliant. I was in a hurry and she was stopping to touch every item in the store and wanting to visit with the ice cream counter help. My patience was wearing thin and I had to gently push her from behind to the pharmacy counter. I asked for the prescription and several minutes later the technician returned with news that they have no record of the order. This was not good news and I could feel myself getting frustrated. I assured her that the medicine must be somewhere as I had gotten their calls and related the history of events I have explained above. While we were conversing, Corrie had managed to slip through the barrier door wanting to help the pharmacist find her medicine. By the time I got her out of there, my frustration had reached it's peak...only to have the woman declare there was nothing more she could do. I then heard myself snap at her and say, "That's impossible... It's got to be here somewhere!" So, it was somewhat of a face-off.....and we just both sat there in silence until I relented and drug Corrie out of the store to the car. I was not happy!

Well, the story goes that I got in the car and gathered myself and then called your dad. And when I told him the story he calmly replied...."Oh, I called that prescription into Albertsons."
I knew right then I had an apology to make and have felt ashamed of my actions ever since. It is obvious I need to make some changes in my life and grateful I have a loving, forgiving Heavenly Father.

Mom