Sometime last week, my new HT decided to stop by the house. I wasn't home from work yet, but never-Mo DH was working on the boat in the front yard with a frosty beer. DH told HT (yet again) that I don't have any interest in ever going back and that I don't want them harassing me anymore. HT was a little put off by the harassing thing. He told DH that, paraphrasing, they'd keep harassing me as long as I was a member of record. DH said, okay, how does she get her name off the records? HT said that it has to go through the bishop and he'd mail me the information I need to make it happen.
So, the reason I was late getting home from work was because my Mom had called just before I left work to let me know my Dad was in bad shape and was going into hospice care. He has been living in a care facility for about a year and, frankly, this was not unexpected.
Early Saturday morning, I got the call that he had passed.
Saturday afternoon, a letter from HT, containing a SASE with the bishops info on it , came in the mail.
My ultimate plan has been to resign after my Dad passed, but this was just too surreal. I'm not thrilled that DH pushed the resignation thing, but since the only thing that has worked with HT & the bishopric in the past was for DH to tell them to back off, I get what I deserve!
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So, the SASE is sitting on my counter. We're getting ready to make the 15 hour drive to see my father's earthy remains off and it's tearing me apart because I will miss my Dad so much. I just know how disappointed he was with me in churchy things.
But, a hummingbird built her nest on the hanger for one of the windchimes on our patio over Memorial Day weekend, hatched a chick on Father's Day, successfully raised it during one of the most brutal weeks of high temps I've seen since moving to Arizona, and today the baby is almost as big as momma and is getting ready to leave the nest. I'm sure by the time we're back from Idaho, baby will have flown away. We also had a nest of quail hatch in once of the planters in our front courtyard.
My Dad was an avid outdoorsman and raised me to love everything in nature, especially spring time and baby animals, so I've been totally enthralled with watching the nesting birds in our yard this year.
So, anyone that knows me IRL, I pretty much gave myself away.