{"id":9173,"date":"2014-10-13T10:30:06","date_gmt":"2014-10-13T16:30:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/paige.ericksonfamily.com\/?p=9173"},"modified":"2014-10-13T10:30:06","modified_gmt":"2014-10-13T16:30:06","slug":"play-for-the-old-home-ward","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/paige.ericksonfamily.com\/?p=9173","title":{"rendered":"Play for the old home ward"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Late this summer I went to the funeral of a dear friend&#8217;s mom.  Afterwards, I stopped by my parent&#8217;s house, and I said, &#8220;Mom, don&#8217;t expect me to sing at your funeral&#8221;.  My mom is nowhere near needing to have a funeral, by the way.  She and Dad are still doing well and are very healthy, but when they are still healthy is the time to discuss this stuff.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221; she said, &#8220;but I was planning on having you girls sing something, maybe have Lori-Kay play the flute.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;It&#8217;s just rude to ask someone to sing when they have just lost their mom.  Or their grandma.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>She just looked at me like I was weird (I get that look a lot).<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I have an idea, Mom.  If you want a musical number, how about we do something while you are ALIVE to be able to hear it.&#8221;  And then I had an idea.  &#8220;How about I get a group together and we play something on the bells?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>So I asked my friend Liz, who also group up in the Butler 8the ward, and her parents are still in that ward, if she would like to play a small group number in the home ward.  We found a song, found a date, and found a couple other people from our bell group who could do it, and made a plan.  Of course, two of the 5 ended up dropping out because they had other things going on on that date, but we were able to find others to fill in.  A few practices before our regular rehearsal and we were ready.  So, on Wednesday night, I borrowed our director&#8217;s bells (just two of the boxes), and  hauled them to the car after rehearsal.  Hauling the bells in the worst part of one of these things.  <\/p>\n<p>This morning, we all met at my parent&#8217;s ward, rehearsed a bit before the meeting, and then were ready to go.  <\/p>\n<p>My parent&#8217;s ward has not changed much in the 22 years since I got married.  People get older.  Some people have died and a few people have moved away, a few younger families have moved in, but not a lot.  During sacrament meeting, it was SO QUIET.  Wow.  Compared to my ward, it was like silence.  And sparse.  The whole middle section was almost empty when the meeting started.  I&#8217;m not sure why their ward is dwindling.  If I were to come back to my current ward (where we&#8217;ve lived for 13 years now and in that time it&#8217;s split twice) in twenty years, I doubt I would recognize as many people.  But people in my parent&#8217;s generation tend to move less, I guess.  They raise their family and stay in the same house.  <\/p>\n<p>It was fun to see so many people I know and recognize from my youth.  Some I am friends with on facebook (yes, my home ward has a facebook page), and some I see when I visit my parents.  Some I had to really think about to remember who they were, since they have aged 20 years from my memories, and one lady I didn&#8217;t remember at all (she seemed to remember me), but it was nice to be back.<\/p>\n<p>The comments were all so nice and they really appreciated that we could come and play for them.  It was a special experience for me (and for Liz).  I&#8217;m grateful for my musical friends that they would give of their time and talents to help us perform something like this.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Late this summer I went to the funeral of a dear friend&#8217;s mom. Afterwards, I stopped by my parent&#8217;s house, and I said, &#8220;Mom, don&#8217;t expect me to sing at your funeral&#8221;. My mom is nowhere near needing to have a funeral, by the way. 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