We started the week off with a labor day lake day. 
Our friends, the Woods, invited us, and we invited our neighbors. All in all the kids had a blast. 
We got lots of Wood time with Millie’s birthday on Saturday and a game night with their parents that night. We are so blessed to have such good friends. 
Poor Harvey got stung by his 3rd bee sting this summer. This time it was his neck and it swelled up. 
You can’t really blame him for not wanting to participate in kickball in 90 degree weather after that bee attack. 
but the rest of us had a blast. 
This is another group of friends that does high fit with me every Tuesday. the lady on the far right, Janie, is the teacher. She is married to one of Andy’s colleagues and is a member of our stake.
I’ll spare you the gruesome healing photos of my right side. The surface damage definitely felt the worst from the beginning, but after that began healing, the other injuries began to be more apparent. I went on a four mile walk with my good friend, Lindsay. After about the two mile marker, my heel began to really hurt. I realized I must’ve really bruised both heels when I slammed my feet into the pavement, followed by the rest of my right side as if I was sliding into home plate. The gravel still hasn’t full surfaced on my palm, though the skin on my palms don’t hurt much, but while doing downward facing dog in pilates today, I could tell I must’ve bruised the bones in my palm as well. My right hip is sore and still bruised, though healing quickly. My knee is much better than it was. The back of my right hand, where I lost a lot of skin, still sting every time I rub against something. But the worst pain that still lingers is in my right elbow where I lost the most skin. The scab is slowly healing, but now that I’m doing better on the surface, I’ve been willing to lean on my elbow followed by a quick reminder that that bone is also bruised. Suffice it to say, I’m a mess, but I am healing. I probably overdid it last week anyway between a lake day, high fit, a four mile hike, body pump class, another two mile walk, and finishing the week off with kickball, it is no wonder my body is still sore. I don’t like taking it easy and my heart aches for my poor grandpa who lays day in and out in his rest home bed. I pray for his quick release so he can be reunited with his sweetheart and be given relief from his mortal body.
I really enjoyed last week’s “Come Follow Me” describing the resurrection. I had known this at some point, but had long forgotten. When I think of the resurrection, I know the promise that everyone who chose to follow Christ and Heavenly Father in the pre-earth life will be granted a resurrected body. This is a huge gift and blessing and incredibly merciful because it doesn’t matter what you do in this life, you will be given this gift. However, in 1 Corinthians 15:35-54, we learn there are various types of resurrected bodies, despite this, what a gift it is. We know that the Telestial glory will be much like this earth we live on now. I think that that is beyond merciful and wonderful to think that the version of hell most people view is nothing like what God has planned for those who not only reject him but choose to go against him. In the Bible dictionary, it describes hell as any place that is absent of God. Now when I read about hell, it makes so much more sense to me. I think this earth is absolutely beautiful, I can only imagine the glory of the terrestrial (those who love Christ and lived decent lives, but don’t desire the fullness of the gospel) and then again the beyond comprehensible glory of the celestial where Christ and Heavenly Father dwell and have designed for those who follow them and desire to keep all the physical laws of Heaven to inherit all that they have. It truly is a plan of happiness.
Dang, it sounds like your scooter accident was even worse than it looked. I hope you get feeling better soon. I was able to go on a jog for the first time in a long time this morning. Just give it time and you’ll be back to normal.