This phrase is both literal and metaphoric.
My conference weekend started out AMAZING. Thursday night I went to a Clay Walker concert with some friends maybe I already wrote about that. I think I did. Anyway, so Friday after work I drove up to Salt Lake to eat with some friends who were down visiting for the conference weekend. We ate at Tucanos. It was very yummy and I didn't even have to pay, just making it that much better. But really it was just so great. So fun to see my friend Rachel and her family. I love her mom!!!! Too bad my conversation skills need some help.
This is Rachel and I at Tucanos. Picture complements of her brother Josh who took at least a whole minute to finally take the picture.
I left from the dinner and headed up to Kaysville for my mission reunion. IT WAS SO GREAT. I almost cried when President and Sister Mellor were standing on the stage getting ready to talk to us. It was fun to see people although I didn't really talk with many people since I feel like I don't know them! I did however get to talk with my favorite Senior couple the Marlers. They were in my first area and are just my most favorite people ever. Elder Marler is hilarious!!! Love them!!!!
After that we went and stayed with Denae and got up early to head back up to Salt Lake to go to conference, but not before we had a delicious breakfast prepared by Denae's mother-in-law. It was very tasty.
At conference my friend Pam had a ticket to go in the conference center so I dropped her off and then parked and watched conference in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building with Rachel and her family and then afterward I went with them and ate at The Roof. The view was spectacular and the food delish. Still need to work on the conversation skills.
After lunch I was off to the conference center with Pam. Conference was a delight and I enjoyed being in the conference center. After conference we headed to the food court. Since I had ditched Pam for lunch, she was starving. We ate with an Elder from our mission and then headed to Deseret Book so Pam could get her free wall hanging. We watch Alex Boye and Jericho Road, got our free thing and then headed up to Bountiful to see my friend Dana who was up for conference from Arizona.
IT WAS SO GREAT TO SEE HER!!!! Dana and I have been friends since the 2nd grade. Bestest friends from 2nd-8th grade. Then she moved away but we were still good penpals and we have somehow stayed friends until this very day. Who knows why. I think maybe it's because we need to keep tabs on each other and make sure the other doesn't share any of our deep dark embarrassing secrets. :)
We headed out for ice cream where we got somewhat caught up on the last two years of life since we had seen each other. We laughed a lot and had a wonderful time. What a fantastic way to end an already fabulous day.
Dana and her new baby.
So after leaving Dana's we headed down to stay with another sister, Marie, from our mission. Surprisingly we didn't even get lost. I was out cold when Pam finally stopped talking to me about her love and putting her freezing cold feet on me.
Sunday morning we decided to stay with Marie for the first session and eat breakfast with her and her friends. We left half way through to avoid the traffic of conference. Sadly this is where the literal part of my first line comes into play. We took our stuff out to the car and were headed back in to say goodbye to Marie. One second I was walking up the stairs and the next I was laying on them. Some how I didn't quite get my foot up high enough to clear the step and soon found myself getting very familiar with the concrete steps. My poor hand took most of the impact along with my poor bleeding toes. We hurried in and said goodbye and then were on our way. Pam had yet another ticket to the conference center so after walking around a bit she headed there and I went back to the Joseph Smith Building. Sadly Rachel and her family weren't feeling well and stayed in their hotel room to watch conference so I watched it alone in a room full of 500 people. Maybe it was the fall, maybe just life, the close of a great weekend and conference or a combination of everything but I was crying and wanted to just crawl into a hole. Thus the metaphoric part where sometimes in life you are walking along just fine and the next second you find yourself saying hello to a concrete floor. But when that happens all you can really do is get up and keep going. We may be a bit more bruised than when we started but that's part of the journey.
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