Today we flew to Alice Springs with Mom and Dad. The flight was blessedly uneventful. We stopped for lunch and then went straight to the church for a missionary zone conference. Dad asked Abram and I to speak and I’m so glad he did. I really enjoyed Abram’s talk, and I loved remembering and retelling so many meaningful stories from my mission in Argentina.
Watching Dad teach the missionaries was wonderful. I just kept thinking, do these 20 year old kids have any idea how lucky they are to have him as a mission president? My mom didn’t speak because she was kind enough to watch our kids so we would have the chance to participate.
It was a great day, but it’s only 7:30 and I am utterly exhausted (Abram made it until 7 before he fell asleep). That seems to be a running theme throughout this trip.