Two months ago, my mom asked me to help her 
with something for one of the Beehives in her YW group. This young woman's name is Rachel. I had the pleasure of meeting her once. She will be 13 later this month. She is kind, she's pretty, and she is rather sporty. She hates pink. She hates all things girly. She will be the only girl from her ward going to YW Camp this year and my mom wanted to make sure she isn't "forgotten." Nowadays, they hav
e "mail bags" for the girls. People from their wards, their families, etc. create letters, notes, what-have-you for these mail bags. I told my mom I'd be happy to help.I haven't been that happy while helping.
I have hit a creativity wall. I am so uninspired. I don't like what I've been producing. I think I've lost my mojo. In any case, I did produce a couple things thus far. I must get them in the mail today or tomorrow to my mom too. Two months prep time, and many hours thinking about these things have amounted to not so much. I've been quite stumped trying to not be so girly in my creativity. I am kinda girly! The products I have to use are mostly girly...or at least tend to lean on the feminine side of life. Oh bother! I do believe I made this task more difficult than it ever needed to be. This is not my best work. Not even close. But here it is. And it's just as well...it's not like Rachel's gonna live or die because of it. It's just a little something so she knows she's not forgotten and that she is most definitely loved.
