You know, getting through school and passing that child life certification exam were really stressful things. It was a tough winter! And what a relief to get it over with. So I found it hilarious that just as I was finishing all that up my bishop asked me to come speak with him on a Sunday afternoon. I could feel in my gut what I was about to get asked to do, and I wasn't wrong. I got called to be the new young women's president, and if I accepted, I would begin my service the day after I sat for the child life exam. Isn't that so funny? I mean, in some ways, it was just perfect. I had been praying for help for months, and feeling like I was getting it! And then immediately it was my turn to pass that help along to a great group of teenage girls in my neighborhood. Also...out of the frying pan and into the fire, right? But in all honesty, I was excited to take on this new (and old, since I did it already 25 years ago) position.
Here is our young women's group on one of my first Sundays. It was delightful because somehow we were all on the same brainwave and we all dressed in green. We have four leaders and normally five girls, but this week it was just four.
One of the first activities we had was going bowling at the union building up at the UofU. For some reason I just love bowling shoes. We are silly.
Next topic - Easter. And this is weird but the story begins with Halloween. Many years ago I saw an instagram post by my friend which showed off her Halloween decorations. And it was like a light switching on in my head. I had always wanted to get into the fun of Halloween but always really hated the decorations I had, and couldn't find stuff I liked. Then I saw Tawnee's creepy collection of things from nature and I suddenly knew what kind of decorations I liked. Now I really look forward to getting out our stuff each year.
Kind of the same thing happened with Easter. I'd like to be making a bigger deal out of Easter. It's an important holiday in our family, and I want to do a better job of making it special. Only...I really detest most Easter decorations. I'm just not a pastel and bunnies kind of person. But I had inspiration hit one day as I was doing some dusting and was cleaning up my inherited collection of painted wooden eggs my parents brought home from Russia. They are all sorts of deep red and black colors, and....
I just realized something. This is actually such a dumb post. Who cares about my Easter decor. I'll just say that I figured out what I like, and it's dark red eggs, like Greek Orthodox-style eggs.
Sigh. I'm so silly.
We invited Troy's mom over and we made a Middle-Eastern-ish feast, with grilled chicken, hummus, sweet potatoes, flat bread, cucumber chickpea salad, and chocolate. Naturally. I think that's my vibe. Mediterranean/Greek/Middle Eastern vibe for Easter. I like it.
Lesson learned. Hopefully. Actually now that a few months have gone by I can tell you that I have continued to have these joyous "learning experiences" but I'll get it figured out. Someday. Probably just in time to pass my job on to the next person!
Okay and here's why I'm an idiot. (Besides writing posts about holiday decorations.)
Like I said, I'm the new young women president in our ward. And I like to think that I'm a good fit for the job - I'm experienced with kids, I'm really organized, and I like to get things done. You'd think I'd be perfect for this. But instead I'm learning a lot about myself and where my weaknesses are. Ain't that just the way. That's kind of what callings are for sometimes I think. We are given new and challenging responsibilities that stretch us and force us to grow. Here's my problem - I'm way too controlling and stressed out. I want everything to be perfect and I'm willing to do the work. But that's not what is really needed. What is needed is for me to trust other people, both the leaders and the kids, and to really show up for them and not worry so much about perfect details. Those things will work out.
This point got driven home HARD in the spring when we had a fundraiser dinner to collect money for a summer trip for the youth. The kids were in charge of making objects that could be auctioned off. The organization of this event occurred just at the changing of the presidency, and it felt like the details slipped through the cracks a little. But don't worry, I'd SAVE IT!
First, I decided to gather items for some crafts I thought would be cute, and have the girls create them at an activity. Not only were the items not as cute as I was hoping, in fact they were awful, but I only had one girl show up to the activity. I panicked and made all the crafts at home by myself. Then I proceeded to mentally stress out about the auction having no actual auctionable items.
What do you think happened? First of all, all the kids showed up with plenty of things to add to the auction. Some were great, some were funny, some were a little wonky, but they were there. And they all sold well at auction. And my items? An absolute flop. No one bid on them, except one lady who felt bad and bid $3 on all of them. So pathetic. And...a perfect example of the lesson I need to learn in this calling. Trust the kids. Don't take everything on myself. And never never make home decor crafts again because my ideas were truly laughably hideous. I was giggling to myself (with a pretty good blush) all night long.
Lesson learned. Hopefully. Actually now that a few months have gone by I can tell you that I have continued to have these joyous "learning experiences" but I'll get it figured out. Someday. Probably just in time to pass my job on to the next person!