Rancho Sierra Vista

Six months ago I would never have thought that this second part of our Navajo mission would have gone by so quickly.  About a week and we will head home.  Dad can hardly wait to farm and I just keep hoping that a miracle will happen and maybe we can actually make some progress on the barn-house and actually live there.  But reality always hits home and I know that Dad is no spring chicken and he can only do so much.  We must live in hope or die in despair

I have been teaching early morning seminary since December and loving it.  The kids are great and having something to do was just what I needed.  The President and the FM office got dad  working on missionary trailers and he has fixed a lot of problems.  The Polacca trailer, we have spent months on, but each time we think we are about done something else breaks.  Today we found two more leaks in some copper pipe that runs the hot water underneath the trailer.  I thought when we got the new hot water heater in and the new faucet in the kitchen and the new hoses in the laundry room that maybe we could say we are done. But….NO, we have to go to Gallup again and buy more parts to fix the lastest two leaks. 

Staying busy with our assignments, volunteering at the senior center in Rough Rock and attending meetings in Many Farms and Lukachukia is time consuming.  But very enjoyable.  We still have two pages of things people want done before we leave, which should keep us busy right up to the end.

Our replacements for seminary arrived today.  A wonderful couple from Laverkin, Utah came to Chinle, on a CES mission.  They will teach seminary and do whatever President Gill asks them to do.  They are here for one year. 

 This is rambling, but I did want to note that we are excited to go home to see our children and grandchildren, work the ranch, and get some organization in our life.

Spring finally came to the rez and the sisters down the way have tulips up, they are beautiful.  I’m hoping mine will wait til I get home to show their faces.  I love spring when everything comes alive.  It is such a beautiful exciting time of year.