Tender Moment

Today was my last Sunday in the Canterbury ward, and I was sad to have to say goodbye. In sacrament meeting Esther Potter came to sit with me and play with her sticker book, but halfway through the meeting she asked me to tickle her back and arms. So of course I did. It ended up with her laying down on my lap while I scratched her back. A few minutes later I thought she had fallen asleep, but then she started tickling/scratching my leg. Once I felt that I looked down, and she was looking up at me with the biggest grin. I giggled and she simply said "It looked sore." Man I love that girl.





And then after church Craig Potter, Esther's dad, said something really sweet. He told me he thought that Esther was a little version of me, and so in a sense the Potter family would never be able to forget me. I smiled and agreed because little Esther reminds me a lot of myself, and if she's anything like me I know she will be addicted to people tickling/scratching her back.

Esther May Potter... you rock!

PS... I won't be blogging on this particular blog anymore unless I get together with my pilgrims. But you can follow me on www.smjagger.blogspot.com to keep up to date.