Montana Grandma

I've been surprised over the last few months how many times I feel connected to Blackfoot here in Montana. Just yesterday we were in the temple in Billings and I happened to be talking to a sister about the shoes I had on...she wanted to know where I had gotten them. When I told her from a store in Idaho that they don't have in Montana, another sister overheard the word Idaho. She asked me where in Idaho I was from. When I told her Blackfoot she asked if I knew her sister in law who is from Blackfoot - Jean Hunter. I do know Jean Hunter and I love Jean. (Lynn and I were trying to decide if he was her bishop for a short time before she left our ward but we can't remember.) I felt an immediate connection, once again to my beloved Blackfoot. The rest of the day I was happy and so thankful for yet another tender mercy. Not to mention thinking about an old friend that I hadn't thought about for a long time. I do love the memories of friends in Blackfoot :) Memories are a wonderful thing!


Oh, and it looks like maybe grandbaby #4 will make her appearance sooner than later!!!!! That means not only another baby to love but a trip to Idaho and Utah! YIPPEE!!!!! I'm sure that by now the grandbabies are screaming for a visit from grandma and grandpa. I like to think so anyway.