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Utah County Mom
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Date: June 29, 2014 01:03PM
Yesterday I helped the RS sisters in the ward I live in to help clean the home of a dear long-time friend who has been away for three years serving in a mission presidency with her husband. The elders quorum was doing a bang up job cleaning up the yard. (The renters had just moved out.) people brought groceries and such so my friend will find her kitchen well stocked.
I cannot say enough good things about this woman. Wherever she goes, she leaves it a better place.
While scrubbing away at walls and wiping down furniture, I enjoyed very much chatting with women I used to see and interact with often. As brainwashed by the cult as they are, most are truly good folk. No one queried me about why I have not been to church in years. Some said quietly that they missed me. The bishop strolled in and greeted me just as a friendly neighbor.
I emailed my friend and said I was looking forward to seeing her again. She emailed back and said she hoped to see me soon after her return and if I was interested, to come hear their report to the ward in a few Sundays.
Part of me wants to attend that sacrament meeting out of love and friendship.
I am conflicted here-- I know damn well if any of theses y ladies really wanted to see me, they know where I live. I also know that when I resign in two years and word gets out ( it will), many will avoid me.
I could never go back. I could never believe again-- but I felt the emotional and social tug yesterday in ways I have not in years. My intellect knows very well what was going on-- but my emotions were irrational.
I am not sure why I am posting my rambles here. I think it time to search out a new cause to give some of my time to.