I Will Miss...

...Krisanne. She gave us these lovely paper trays from Insadong. Off she goes to Portland this week.

Happy Birthday, LUCY!

I Love Lucy! Dearest, Lucy, full of joy, dreams and beauty! Have a wonderfully happy day. I love you, Gramma.

I Will Miss...

....mandarin oranges. No, not tangerines, real mandarin oranges. Sweet as shugar.

Happy Birthday, Ryan!

Dear Ryan,
Remember that you want to come back to Dongdaemun when we bring all the girls? I love that. I love that you are as crazy about food as the rest of Knudsen Klan and can talk about it for hours. Thank you for always getting excited about anything I tell you. Anything. I love your enthusiasm for my enthusiasm. Thank you for actually asking for advice and then really listening. Thank you for marrying Katy and giving us five amazingly wonderful granddaughters. I love and celebrate YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

My Last Sister's Luncheon

Happy Birthday, Pearl!

I am so glad that your mother captured in words your amazing birth! And lucky me! I got to catch you. But I don't ever want to do that again. Thank you for surviving my catch and bringing us such joy. I hope you have a wonderfully happy day! I love you, Gramma

I Will Miss

hot, fresh roasted chestnuts!

I Will Miss

cleaning Elder K's white shirts for 900 won (85 cents)!

I Will Miss

Veronica. She is not a member of the church but attends English class in Hwagok. She is always bringing us her homemade Korean food. She says when she was young she was beautiful but not any more. I told her I am sure she is much more beautiful now.

NEW SERIES: Things I'm Going To Miss in Korea

Fresh peeled garlic, sold by the kilogram.

A Reunion!

Elly and Jun Gee are new converts and came to ask questions! Thanks to Elders Hunt and Skousen for the gathering and for polishing off the cookies.

Single Adults Gather

Raining Flowers

I am thinking about Jordan's blog today. First, honesty, it must be the only way through life; not pretending we are better than we are but the harder part might be not pretending we are worse than we are. For finding what is real and honest requires the lens of the spirit or we end in pile of self deprecating ruble.

The burden of motherhood feels like holding up my home with my finger tips and not shaking the people I love inside. Yet God knows this. Because here He adds the great joy of motherhood, of teaching you to love someone more than you love yourself.
So it is not my home I need to hold up, but Him.
And then there is the subject of our bodies. We have very complex bodies because we can produce children (with the wonderfully kind help of our husbands), which we all know, is a miracle that none of us understand. It makes us so complicated, which often drives the men in our lives crazy, but usually crazy with love.
Yes, Jordan, surrender is the perfect word. Because when we use our senses we are surrendering to God. Think about the temple. Think carefully.
To dull or ignore the senses is to dull or ignore the spirit.

PS: Thank you, Jordan, for being so complicated.

Singing Called to Serve For the Last Time

Well, at least in Korea. We love these missionaries!