Bettylea Strickland Maxwell
September 13, 1930 - March 31, 1999
Today is the 17th anniversary of my mother's death. I still miss her and wish we could spend more time together. I am grateful for the gospel and the resurrection which helps me to know that I will see her again.
I have one person in my family who never forgets to tell me she is thinking of me on this day. Can you guess who it is?
James is pouring concrete today at Fountain Hills. If everything goes as planned he will be coming home tonight. I look forward to seeing him.
It felt so good to be home that I am afraid that I was a little lazy.
I watched DWTS again, Chopped, and a Hallmark movie. I did try to go visiting teaching this afternoon and I mailed a letter to Michael encouraging him to serve a mission.
I tried to visit Claire Mercado but she said she wasn't feeling well. I prepared her a handout to go with the lesson and I left it on her door step.
The lesson was on being created in the image of God.
I was also going to leave this jar of Rollos but since Claire
was sick I decided not to.
James got home in time for us to watch this week's episode of "When Calls the Heart." I had Pero for the first time in a week!
Great to have my honey home!
