Our Stake did a pretty fun thing
to celebrate Pioneer Day. We all got together at
Lake Poway and had a 5K run. After that run was a mile run and then we had breakfast and then the kids got to run in smaller foot races. Brent participated in both of the long runs. He did really well, well I think he did really well. I really have no idea but I was proud of him for doing it. After breakfast was kind of settled they started the kids games. There were foot races and jump rope and water games. It was getting hot and I was kinda tired (even though I didn
't run!) and really we didn't know very many people because we were still really new. Yes it's true, I was feeling sorry for myself again. I had spread my blanket over a grassy spot that was kind of on a hill and I was watching Brent and Emma in the three legged race. I got to thinking about b
eing a kid and how we would go to these Bunker Family Reunions every other year in Bunkerville, NV. When we were kids the adults would have foot races for all the different age groups and you would win ribbons for the different places you got. There's this one picture I have but can't remember where it is with me and Roger and we are holding up our ribbons of first and second. The Aunts and Uncles always said that Gran
dpa Bunker loved to run races and that that is why we ran them, to keep his memory alive. As I was thinking about this and sitting there I got really home sick. I was there with a bunch of strangers and I wanted family. Mine were in Las Vegas and in Texas and the closest family I had near me besides Brent and Emma were the people in our last ward. I missed my family and my previous ward family so much at that moment. Looking back I really think it was Satan's ploy to get me to feel that sorrow. Something amazing happened at that moment though. While I was sitting there and after I had those sorrowful thoughts I began to think about ward families. I realized that I
was sitting with family at that moment. I realized that I didn't have to know them to be family and I thought about what family meant and I was comforted in the fact that even though I really knew no one, they were still family.
Instantly I felt better and got up to find Emma and Brent. We played a few more games and it seemed like things were getting finished up so we left but I learned a great lesson that day. Actually I learned two that day. The first was what I said about family but the second was about opening up and letting it be known that I was lonely. The very next time I could I stood up and shared my experience in Fast and Testimony Meeting and talked about the Lord helping me to feel the importance of family and his importance in my life. I told my new ward family that I had been lonely and I that needed family. Minutes after Sacrament was over and for weeks after people have come up to introduce themselves. So the second lesson I learned and see that I am continuing to learn is to not hide my insecurities and problems away from the people that want to help. I did that with my cerebral sudo tumor and I realized that I was doing it again with feeling lonely. I realized people want to help not because they feel sorry for you but because they generally want to be helpful. I think accepting help from others is at times hard and it is a lesson I am sure I will continue to be tried on but at least now I have a few notches in my belt to go from.
to celebrate Pioneer Day. We all got together at Lake Poway and had a 5K run. After that run was a mile run and then we had breakfast and then the kids got to run in smaller foot races. Brent participated in both of the long runs. He did really well, well I think he did really well. I really have no idea but I was proud of him for doing it. After breakfast was kind of settled they started the kids games. There were foot races and jump rope and water games. It was getting hot and I was kinda tired (even though I didn
't run!) and really we didn't know very many people because we were still really new. Yes it's true, I was feeling sorry for myself again. I had spread my blanket over a grassy spot that was kind of on a hill and I was watching Brent and Emma in the three legged race. I got to thinking about b
eing a kid and how we would go to these Bunker Family Reunions every other year in Bunkerville, NV. When we were kids the adults would have foot races for all the different age groups and you would win ribbons for the different places you got. There's this one picture I have but can't remember where it is with me and Roger and we are holding up our ribbons of first and second. The Aunts and Uncles always said that Gran
dpa Bunker loved to run races and that that is why we ran them, to keep his memory alive. As I was thinking about this and sitting there I got really home sick. I was there with a bunch of strangers and I wanted family. Mine were in Las Vegas and in Texas and the closest family I had near me besides Brent and Emma were the people in our last ward. I missed my family and my previous ward family so much at that moment. Looking back I really think it was Satan's ploy to get me to feel that sorrow. Something amazing happened at that moment though. While I was sitting there and after I had those sorrowful thoughts I began to think about ward families. I realized that I was sitting with family at that moment. I realized that I didn't have to know them to be family and I thought about what family meant and I was comforted in the fact that even though I really knew no one, they were still family. 
Instantly I felt better and got up to find Emma and Brent. We played a few more games and it seemed like things were getting finished up so we left but I learned a great lesson that day. Actually I learned two that day. The first was what I said about family but the second was about opening up and letting it be known that I was lonely. The very next time I could I stood up and shared my experience in Fast and Testimony Meeting and talked about the Lord helping me to feel the importance of family and his importance in my life. I told my new ward family that I had been lonely and I that needed family. Minutes after Sacrament was over and for weeks after people have come up to introduce themselves. So the second lesson I learned and see that I am continuing to learn is to not hide my insecurities and problems away from the people that want to help. I did that with my cerebral sudo tumor and I realized that I was doing it again with feeling lonely. I realized people want to help not because they feel sorry for you but because they generally want to be helpful. I think accepting help from others is at times hard and it is a lesson I am sure I will continue to be tried on but at least now I have a few notches in my belt to go from.
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