Coming Home

Once a year the there is a day set aside as 'Deaf Day' in the temple. Many Deaf friends from LA to Riverside and sometimes Arizona come to visit and spend the whole day in the temple. I have been fortunate to be an ASL ordinance worker for the past 10 years now. I have not been back to work at the temple in the last year so I was excited to be back among old friends today. Only a few knew of my cancer since many don't live in the immediate area. I can't express how good it felt to be using my hands and signing with old friends. It truly felt like coming home. I love my Deaf friends! There is no guile or false pretenses. Just sincerity and love. I had moment when my "Chemo Brain" caught up with my hands and I stood clueless to what I was just saying, or my hands would freeze while I recalled what sign I was looking for. But all in all, we understood each other. I was glad I didn't lose that part of my life and I am able to still serve in the temple. What a wonderful day it was.