My mom keeps coming Up

My mom is still keeping me on my toes. 

The other day I had a Facebook memory pop up. 

We all have the same middle name.

Then the giants fired their manager. It's hard to believe she wasn't excited about that.

Then in General Confrence this morning someone gave a talk about guiding tours in the Feather River temple and then dropped the name, Virgil Atkinson.  I groaned, Wes groaned and I'm pretty sure my mom rolled over in her grave. 

And I finished the thank you cards today. Some of them were pretty hard to write.

I wish I could talk to her. I miss her, but am happy to have these gentle reminders of her life.