Sunday I went to church in Broomfield. It felt good to be "home" again. I was excited that the choir was singing. I took a picture during their practice (there were more for the actual performance). They sounded so beautiful singing Behold the Wounds in Jesus' Hands. I miss the choir, and I've missed having music in our Sacrament meeting. It adds so much to the meeting. I was glad the Broomfield choir is carrying on the proud musical tradition. It was also fun seeing old friends. I know we should go to church for the spiritual aspect of it, but having close friends there really adds to the experience. I miss that.