Sunday, June 3, 2012

A Noble Weekend

We just returned home from a quick trip to Southern California for the funeral of Jon's uncle, Noble Waite. It was strange for me running around chasing after MY Noble and calling after him by name over and over through the afternoon while attending the funeral of a man who bore his same name.

I was glad my little Noble was only 3 and in a nursery with babysitters during the service as we heard all about all the various things the elder Noble blew up, burned down, shot or beat up. Some of his antics would have been rich fodder for the imaginations of a young man. Noble was a great man with a wonderful sense of humor, a legacy of service to his country, community, and church, and a powerful testimony of the gospel for Jesus Christ. I enjoyed his funeral and the Spirit that was present during it.

I also got some much needed So Cal Harris time as a bonus. We stayed with my brother Darren and got to enjoy "the greatest house in the world!" At least that is what Noble told me at 4 am on Saturday after I had been laying with him for an hour trying to get him to go back to sleep. He was SO excited to be staying at Uncle Darren's house. He was mad to have to come home to our house.

It was a rejuvenating trip for me. I had a great time going to dinner Friday night with both my brothers and my sister in law Elizabeth and Jonathan. Early the next morning Elizabeth and I hiked in the hills behind their houses. My bootie is feeling it today. It was a good hike and great company.

Overall the kids got to play and the adults got to chat. A good weekend by all accounts. There was a house for lease next door to Darren. Every time we drove up I wanted to just  take that sign down and say, "hello, we are moving in here!" I miss somethings about living down in So Cal so badly. Topping that list is the family we have there. Weather is pretty high up there too.

Then today on our drive home I was thankful not to be going the other direction. Traffic leaving So Cal on friday and going back to So Cal on Sunday is brutal. Traffic in general is one thing I don't miss about living in So Cal.

Thank you to my So Cal family for putting us up for the weekend and for putting up with us. :) We are kind of a herd these days. I appreciate you more than you can know.

1 comment:

Cheryl said...

I actually quite enjoy attending funerals. I hope that doesn't sound too morbid, but you hear about the best of the person (even when they talk about their antics as a child :) and there is always a spirit of love there.