Surprise!

I got shwerved and surprised last night. My oldest single daugther dropped in on us from BYU. I was pleasantly surprised. I am so proud of her (well, all my kids, but I will talk about her for a minute), she has figured out what her major is before she is done with school, she is passionate about it and she is gifted at what she wants to do. She has such a facility with the written word. She can paint images and you are there with her. That is a rare gift that few people have. I also got surprised at conference these past 2 days. I am always surprised there though (although after all the conferences to which I have listened, I shouldn't be surprised) at the depth, passion and instruction that is so precient for our times. How the Lord loves us as He communicates His will to us through his representatives on earth, His apostles and prophet. I love being surprised but at the same time I really appreciate being prepared for that which is to come. There was nothing directly said, but if one is listening with the Spirit, there are things perceived and as I review the talks next month and online here shortly, there will come to me greater light and understanding as to what I need to do to prepare myself better today. I also get to see my youngest son tomorrow! He is away at school and hasn't seen anyone from home for about 2 months. He has done well but I am excited to see him, hug him, tell him I love him and get caught up with him. I miss our "hockey talks" that we used to have as we would go to practice and games together. I was also surprised last night as my daugther's (different daughter) boy friend and I went out for a tooti frooti after Priesthood meeting. I had a wonderful time. It was not awkward at first but there was some initial getting used to each other as we sat there. It went better than either of us expected. Not that I was expecing something bad but it is always weird a first time, alone. Guys aren' t the greatest of communicators but we did all right. Anyway, my oldest, single daughter is gone and there is an empty space in the house again. It was so good to hear noise and laughter this afternoon as the youngest and oldest teased each other and enjoyed each other. I miss the noise. The silence can be deafening. I hope my youngest soon invites friends over (of course that would necessitate our finishing the basement after our most recent water happening a month or so ago, but we are getting there, YAY!) and there is noise and laughter once again in our home. I am grateful for surprises. Thanks, princess for finally putting one over on me, thanks for the noise and joy you bring. Please, surprise me again...