Gone in WA and some thoughts

Julia went away this weekend to attend her younger brother's missionary farewell. I remember like it was yesterday that I left on my mission. What a special time of my life. Since it is Sunday I have felt the spirit a little stronger today. I love Sundays and this reason has changed over the years. In my younger years I just knew I couldn't swim or play with my friends. As I gained a testimony of the Sabbath Day I begin to love Sunday. When I became a freshman in college Sunday became my favorite day. I was in Idaho and as a group hundreds of kids would go sing hymns underneath the bleachers at the football stadium. It began as a way to socialize but I found myself going alone when no one else would go because i loved the spirit i felt there. Sundays are indeed special and even though I am not the best at keeping them holy 100% of the time (darn my obsession with sports!) I do feel the spirit more abundantly on this day. I know this is a blog and not my journal but for some reason I felt like writing down my feelings at this moment. I love my wife and I miss her but I am so grateful that we have the kind of relationship we have. I trust the spirit and He has guided us to this place in our lives and I know we will be guided forever.