When I was serving as a missionary and living in the Philippines, I remember the week before every November 1st, the residents of whichever town I was living in at the time would go to the graveyard and busily clean up the graves of their dearly departed before November 1st. And on November 1st, they would visit those graves, often staying for hours and hours and literally having parties there. Mr. Rochester and I like this tradition of visiting the graves of our loved ones on November 1st and have decided that this is something we want to do with our family whenever possible. It was actually a beautiful day today and after church, we all went to visit the cemetery. Here we are (next time we'll get some headstones in the background):
Later this afternoon, we went on a drive down the Arkansas Pig Trail and stopped to walk around a local park on the way back to our house.
Trotwood played on the playground for a few minutes and I took Little Dorrit down a slide. Mr. Rochester had some fun with her too.
Today, I was released from my church calling serving in the Young Women's Organization. For the last two and a half years, I've loved working with the youth and the other Young Women leaders, and I have learned so much from them! Although it is a little sad for me to not be with the youth organization anymore, I'm excited about new opportunities to serve.