Strange, the things that bring out the grief.

A sentence, transcribing my mom’s journal.

She says “I’m going to miss Relief Society, but I’ll be back soon enough. . .”

She is 25. I’ve just been born. She has been called to be in Primary, and she is excited to be working with the kids for the first time in years, but she says she’ll miss being with the other sisters in the Relief Society.

But she’ll be back to it. Soon enough, she’ll be back.

Soon enough.

But what about now? What about now that she is in a memory unit? What of her current “calling”?

She won’t be back. She won’t be back to Relief Society soon enough.

She won’t be back to any of us soon enough.

My heart is breaking.

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