It was nice to venture out today for a walk around the block on day 12, post surgery.  Every day is better.  My healing bones ache and get tired, but I’m thrilled with the outcome so far.

It’s a thoughtful time for our family right now.  My nephew, Michael Camp, died this week.  He was 36 years old.  Tomorrow is his memorial.  Claire and Adam have both flown in for the weekend.  We are saddened by his passing.  We also learned that one of our dear missionaries, Elder Kendall Dick, from our Yakima Mission was killed in a tragic ATV accident on the same day.  We attended his viewing this week.

I am treasuring every day, every moment, that I have with my family in this place that I love.