I'm feeling a little out of contact with my family this morning.  I did see the picture Phil posted of their broken toilet and the cause of that incident.  But we found out yesterday that Robert and Cicily have been in Arizona for several days and we didn't even know.  There haven't been any recent activity on Shelli or Cicily's blog. Haven't seen Sharon lately, or Shauni. (since fhe, I know) And I have hardly talked to any of the family except Richard and only at work.  Did see Sherri a week ago in Hyrum. But  I am feeling quite unconnected.  I hope that the situation finds remedy this week.  Course, it is partly our fault.  Our week of celebration did take us into our own world, and Sheila told me that she had gotten text messages that she received way after the fact and therefore did not respond to.  And I know that I am not the out-reaching sort.   So I understand the why.  I am just lamenting the fact that it is what it is.  We did go into a different place last week and have decided that in some ways we do not want to return all the way back to our 'normal' world.  As some of you know, our circumstances have seen some remarkable changes and while we are really blessed we are trying our best to be very cautious about how we proceed.  We were there once before, long ago, and things did not work well for us.  Now, we are really being diligent about the decisions that we will make in the future.  I find that there is so much that I just don't know enough about yet and I have so much that I need to learn.  Being 'retired' I am faced with a new circumstance that I am so green at that I feel like I'm back in elementary school again.  So much to learn, and so little time.  It's funny.  I have thought that I was doing so well, and now I am seeing so much that I do not know.  And, I am not only talking about this 'in the world' stuff that I need to quickly come to grips with.  But my horizon of my 'of the world' stuff has broadened out so much that that also overwhelms me.  I want so much to be a better kind of a person (maybe even reach towards the level of my wife) and find that I play a role in His 'orchestration'.  But 'I am only an egg' while I thought that I had grown so much more.  (You may have to ask me about that one.)  But the one thing that I hold to is that I feel that we are all a part of the 'marvelous work and a wonder' that is hastening the work, and maybe what I am going through is simply feeling the result of that hastening necessity.