A Little Visit

On Sunday, after church, Braxton quietly drove us to the rest home.

We were all in our church clothes still.

Not really sure why we were pulling up to the rest home.

We went inside, following Braxton.

He asked for Ned Christensen.

She told us where to go.

I know that name from my boys.

Each Sunday, my boys have taken the Sacrament to Ned's home.

They have mowed his lawn for him.

They have gone to visit him, just because.

A couple of weeks ago, before Elder Jorgensen left, Braxton and he went to Ned's.

There was no answer.

They could see his walker.

They could see other things through the windows, but no Ned.

They were worried.

Braxton asked the bishop where he was and the bishop told him that he had been moved to a rest home.

Yesterday, Braxton felt it important that he visit him. That we all visit him.

The last time they saw him, he didn't recognize anyone but Braxton.

He was very lethargic, forgetful.

Yesterday, he recognized Braxton right away.

I came around in front of him and introduced myself as the boys' mom.

He immediately asked about Jackson and his mission.

It was pretty sweet.

I could tell that he loved my boys so much.

He asked them to go visit him more.

He said that he is happy to be safe in the rest home, where he has help.

He said that they bring him the Sacrament each Sunday.

He said that he gets to spend Christmas with his family.

And he asked us to tell Jackson "hello."

As we left, my heart was exploding.

 Literally exploding.

You know, when I was young I dreamed of being a full-time, stay-at-home mama.

I dreamed that we would go visit the lonely in rest homes every week.

I dreamed that we would go do good deeds everyday, me and my kids.

Literally.

I'm not a stay-at-home mama, although I am a full-time mom.

We don't go to the rest home every week.

We don't do all that I had dreamed of.

But these boys of mine do so much more!

I was so impressed that my 17 year old felt a need, and listened to that still small voice.

I was so impressed that my boys drove us to another house after the rest home to serve the Sacrament to another elderly person unable to leave their home.

I am beyond grateful for these boys.

I am beyond honored to be their mama!