Our last week at the Palmyra temple was filled with joy and sadness. The most important thing that I learned in the past week is that when you have a celestial view, goodbye isn’t forever. My friend, Sandra Woods said, “If I don’t see you again here, I’ll see you on the other side!” My friend, Lynae Wozniak said, “We’ll meet in the south-east corner of the celestial kingdom.” A dear friend from my quilting life said at each trade show, “Meet me in the middle on the left!” One way or another, I will see everyone again.

Our Tuesday shift coordinator gave me a bracelet with the words “Think Celestial” engraved on it. When you have a mindset of the next life, it makes saying goodbye so much easier. When my mom passed away in March, I didn’t feel like she was dead because she’s just on the other side of the veil. I can’t see her right now but I know that she’s “right there”!

We were shift coordinators on both Wednesday and Thursday. When you talk about finishing and living your mission right to the very end, we did just that. Keeping your heart in the service of God to the very end is the thing that brings us joy. Knowing that we are going to serve another mission is an exciting thought and we look forward to all the possibilities and wonder of what the Lord has in store for us.

Erik and I were packing, sorting and cleaning around our temple service. We were so grateful that Deb and Bruce Allred were able to take food off our hands; frozen food, spices, fridge items. We were also able to gift them other items. A friend from the temple told me that she had Lyme’s disease and needed to clear her lymphatic system. I told her, “Well, I have a gift for you!” Erik dissembled my rebounder and packaged it up to bring to Lisa. Bounce, my friend, bounce and clear your lymphatic system!! Erik was in panic mode because he didn’t see how we were going to fit our belongings in the car. He told me that we were going to have to make some hard decisions. That meant that “I” was going to have to make some hard decisions. Well, the stand mixer did make it into the car.

It was a surreal moment to leave the temple on Thursday night. Deb and I held each other and sang, “I Need Thee Every Hour” in unison. She and I are peas in a pod. As I stood in the foyer, I had a receiving line of people to say goodbye to. The people that you serve with are celestial friends; the cream of the crop, the best of the best. This is because we have seen the dedication and sacrifice given by the members in the Palmyra temple district to serve and help others along the covenant path. I had given my gifts to the temple presidency on the Monday night potluck.

Because I had forgotten my water bottle at the temple on Thursday night, Erik went back Friday morning to pick it up and he got caught in the morning devotional for the cleaning crew. He shared an experience of miracles because it was a miracle to get everything in the car and then he got serious and shared that Zion is when we are united and working together.

Our newest neighbors, the Hollands, in the annex took a little bag of produce that I had left and then I was able to tackle the dreaded fridge cleaning. When you are fluffy, it’s not that easy to get to the back of North American side by side fridges. They are narrow and deep. I had the oven on self cleaning and when it was finished, I was very disappointed in the job it did. The Allred’s were happy with our cleaning and said that everything looked good. Bruce even pitched in and ran the steam mop. We were done!

WOW! To be on our way, felt strange. We drove the same route that we took to go to Washington, D.C. and sure enough, the Allegheny mountain range delivered rainy weather. I was in shock that the farther south we went, it wasn’t getting remarkably warmer. We pulled alongside a Coca-Cola truck with the cursive title; it looked old school to me and cute so I took a photo and sent it to Joel Dayton who is a fan of this beverage.

We made it to Frederick, Maryland by the first day. Taking the I-15 south took us past Gettysburg. Frederick is west of Baltimore. We stayed at a Country Suites hotel. It had great reviews so, I thought why not? Well, the only thing going for it was a comfy bed. We had a tiny cramped room and poor Erik was not excited about all my bits and pieces he had to bring into the hotel room. Did I ever tell you that I’m like my mother in that I love tote bags. I will designate items to certain tote bags. The good thing is that they are easily packable and stuffable but the downside is that they aren’t zippered and if they fall over, it can be a disaster. We slept well enough because we were exhausted.

The next morning, we repacked the car and headed to Richmond, Virginia. We learned that they have endowment sessions running every hour except when there is a shift change. Of, course we showed up during a shift change. That gave me time to talk with the brother shift coordinator for the morning. Brother Perry has been a trainer in a few temples in the northeast area. The Richmond temple was dedicated in 2023. If you paid attention to industries during Covid, you know that a lot changed in quality, workmanship and availability of products. This affected the Richmond temple and they had to have an early shut down to fix some major construction issues. This temple plan was the first of it’s prototype and of course, had to have bugs worked out. The decor is stunning with lots of navy, maroon and teals. They have four endowment rooms and we did a session. I loved their chapel’s artwork. It depicts the Savior’s life from being in the womb of Mary, to being born and then the artwork of Simeon blessing him as an infant. The final painting was of Jesus staying behind in the temple when he was twelve years of age and Mary falling to her knees at finally finding her son. It was a beautiful experience and plus I did the endowment session in French as I love the translation to French.

One of the things that I love about travelling is seeing the names of places that I never thought I would see in real life and not on a television or a book. Driving past Quantico, well, my inner spy was thrilled!

We drove on to Dunn, North Carolina and spent the night in a different hotel. I went to the hotel pool for a little workout and laughed and laughed because the pool was so small and so shallow. I managed to pull it off though. We had food in our cooler so we ate some of that and then after my language lessons, headed to bed. My darling Erik, had a terrible night. In the morning, I looked at him and asked how he was and he proceeds to tell me of his night. He wondered if he had food poisoning because he was up in the night purging his system. He was exhausted and said that he needed to sleep more. I never heard a thing because I wear ear plugs! He still wasn’t out of the woods and needed more purging. We never made it to church and instead he slept and then we quickly realized that we needed to check out just as eleven am was making itself known. As it was, housekeeping entered our room as we were saying our morning prayer. The sun was shining so we were hopeful that the day would be okay.

We carried on the I-95 until we hit our next destination of Lake Marion, South Carolina. Oh, hey…they have accents here! I am having so much fun meeting people. In the grocery store, I talked to a lady who told me that her husband died of Covid pneumonia in 2023 and now she lives with her aunt. This darling woman was 81 years old and her name was Annie. We discussed the state of the fruit before us (strawberries and blueberries). We talked about Christ and our love for Him. We also promised to pray for each other. It doesn’t get any better than that! Another lady explained to me about collard greens and how to eat them. NO, they aren’t used in salads because they are too thick and heavy.

We have a lake front Airbnb for a couple of days near Santee, South Carolina. We have seen herons, turtles, and fish in our little bay. The GPS took us down a goat trail to get here. I’m not a fan of the car’s GPS. We are loaded to the gills and the car’s suspension is being given a workout, never mind having to navigate a goat trail (quad trail).

I still love this quote because this sums up how I have been feeling for the past two months. My friends are eternal as is our families. I have great respect and love for missionaries who pour their hearts into relationships and build eternal lives with their souls. We look forward to the next mission and building yet again, new eternal friends.