Even though the call was issued more than a month ago, the title still doesn’t sound quite right. That’s not to say that I don’t think that Bryan will be a wonderful Bishop of our newly-formed Frisco 6th ward. I’m just still in shock and haven’t quite adjusted to having him gone so much. And even when he is home, he’s sometimes not REALLY home; his mind is elsewhere, or he’s on the phone, or on the computer, or meeting with someone in the other room. He has even fallen asleep reading church handbooks.

But in true Bryan fashion, he is trying so very hard to make it easier for us, and I love him for it. And I know that the blessings our family receives as Bryan serves in this capacity will more than compensate for the sacrifice. But on the first Sunday afternoon that Bryan had to leave for meetings instead of spend time with us, it was still hard for all of us. Miss Vivi cried. I guess that’s one of the privileges of childhood–You can cry when you feel like it, no matter who is watching.

(For those readers not of our faith, the LDS church is primarily administered by lay clergy. Bryan has been asked to oversee our congregation of 300+ members for the next five years or so).