We're driving to Southern California today to join some old friends from our Northridge ward days in celebrating the life of a very fine man. The service is scheduled for tomorrow morning, so we'll be spending the night with my sister before heading home in the afternoon. That's a lot of driving for two consecutive days, but a little car time with the bishop as a captive audience sounds pretty good to me. (And I don't even have an appointment!) Besides, just being there will be worth the miles.
Northridge ward was our first as a married couple, and we had all four of our children under its watchful eye. The ward felt like a sheltering tree for two new parents; and strangely enough, it still does. We haven't lived in the area for over 20 years, but the last time we went back, it was as though we'd never left.
The reason is the saddest one imaginable. The reunion will be joyful. And isn't that how it goes in life?
"For it must needs be, that there is an opposition in all things. If not so, my first-born in the wilderness, righteousness could not be brought to pass, neither wickedness, neither holiness nor misery, neither good nor bad. Wherefore, all things must needs be a compound in one..."(2 Nephi 2:11).