My mom

Ben,

I just wanted to tell you a little story. Actually, this was for grandma Heumann, but hey, I don’t want to break my streak.

Good morning mom,

I just wanted to write you a little note this morning as I got started with my work. Last night I had a dream about my mom. It was fleeting, but she gave me that smile that simply said she loved me. It was of great comfort. She gave me that smile the last time is saw her at Sunrise, it was on one of my work trips when I was in Texas. I was worried that she wouldn’t recognize me. When i saw her, she was slumped down in her wheelchair, looking well beyond the mom I recognized. But as I walked in the room, she turned, looked at me, and gave me the brightest smile I’ve ever received. The memory of that smile carries me trough my fears and insecurities.

Yesterday at lunch, when I saw you I felt the same way. Thank you so much for everything you do. You bring all of us such comfort, emotionally and temporally. Heidi is my rock. But I cherish the motherly comfort I receive from you. I love you mom.

George

To me, good mom’s are the closest things to God that I can think of. There are several in my life that are beacons of love, strength and comfort. I think the person I missed most of all on my mission was my mom. You probably feel similarly about yours.

I could go on for paragraphs about this, but I won’t. I just thought I’d use this format to update you on my nightly dream. I can’t say yet that I love trials, but I must say that I sure would like to live my life to have this spiritual outpouring without having to be chastised into it.

Today was the first day I really put my nose to the grindstone to get back to work. I read several articles all advising to not start when you’re still feeling the shock of the news. I just enjoyed being with your mom and brothers. I started updating my portfolio, I need to gather a few things from xactware to finish it. I feel pretty good about it. When I get it where I’m comfortable with it (it’s never done) I’ll send it to you to check out. I also applied for some jobs, started contacting my network, and started an outline of the possible projects I could do for Rip.

I did get a strong impression to go to the temple this afternoon. It was actually more of a surge of anxiety, and I needed some shelter. It’s the first time I can remember going alone since I met your mom. I really missed her. It’s also the first time I’ve experienced the new endowment. I won’t comment too much here, other than saying the art direction on the creation was stunning. I stayed in the celestial room for a few minutes to pray, the connection is strong there. I’m afraid all of these letters are too much “righteous dad” for you. Which is a new thing for the both of us. 

Well kid,

Love-YA-I-tell-YA! 

Pops