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Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!

Sunday, January 22, 2017

Shropshire Music Foundation

I attended a singles fireside tonight in my old stake in Arlington. (I'm only "single" when it suits me.) The presenter was Liz Shropshire of the Shropshire Music Foundation. It was beautiful, heartbreaking, and enlightening. The Church made a big push last year for us as individual members to find ways to serve and bless the 60 million refugees in the world, but the subject was simmering on a back burner of my mind for awhile before that. Maybe because I've started over from scratch so many times as an adult, because we were (briefly, less than a day) homeless in 1993, and because I know how difficult life can be as a single mother, well, the plight of widows, orphans, children who are forced into the military or sex-trafficking all really gets to me.

At one time or another, I've supported Doctors without Borders, Feeding America, World Vision, and other worthy organizations. I make a modest donation to the Church's humanitarian fund every payday. And still there's this niggling sense that I want/need to be doing more. Finances are tight because of Middlest's medical expenses ~ I'm happy to be in a position to help and until I get a raise or two under my belt, that belt is going to be snug. ~ and ordinary living expenses.

But we've just now talked it over and agreed that we could easily spare $5-10 a month for this cause. As I quipped to Middlest, it's a way to serve children without actually having to interact with children.

And with that, I'll say goodnight.

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