Our dear sweet Aunt Fern passed away this past week at age 87. She has been a very big part of our life. Every time we would travel to Levan, Utah over the years of our marriage to see Linda's parents, Aunt Fern and Uncle Marion would visit us and help us in so many ways. Our kids truly love Aunt Fern. She is one of a kind. For over 70 years (that's right, 70 years), she served as ward organist for the Levan Ward. We don't know of anyone who has served in a church calling for that many years.
She was a great cook, had a great sense of humor, and made you feel that you were her favorite person, whether you were a blood relative or married into the family. She took very good care of her widowed brother, Heber Taylor (Linda's father) for the several years he was in an assisted living facility in Levan, visiting him every day.
She and her husband, Marion, farmed and gardened and enjoyed a beautiful, simple life in Levan for the approximately 65 years of their marriage. She passed away in that same facility where she ministered to Heber for so many years. Life was sweet and simple for them. Aunt Fern will truly be missed by so many.
We're learning that, even we are away on a mission, life does not stop back home. Friends get sick, some pass away. Some go on missions. Some graduate from school. Some get married. Some grow up. Life is like that, you know. It does not stop. We are learning to enjoy each day that we have here on earth. Our time here is precious. The Good Lord knows our days, and they shall not be numbered less. Let's make them count for something good.