P. S. I Love You

My friend Judy is a remarkable, delightful woman. She and her husband raised four boys. When their oldest son was driving with his wife and two babies, they were in a horrific car accident wherein both parents were killed. Thus, Judy and her husband - in their late 60's - are currently raising their granddaughter and grandson, ages 15 and 13. If I have as much spunk and energy - even a few years from now - as Judy has at her age, I'll consider myself lucky.

Her grandson is a typical prank-playing 13-year-old. His most recent prank: adding different signatures to his Grandma's phone. His most recent signature: P.S. I Love You. Judy was aware of the signatures and was careful to delete them before actually sending texts.

Until one evening, when Judy and her husband (the stake president, a pastor who oversees several local church congregations) were walking into a show. She received a text from the diligent, hard-working thirty-something bishopric member (an assistant pastor in the local congregation) offering to take their two grandkids snowmobiling. Judy quickly replied, turned off her phone, and enjoyed the show.

When Judy turned her phone on after the movie and read the following reply, she realized that she hadn't removed the signature:

I hope it works out with your schedule - looking forward to getting the snowmobiling trip on the calendar.

We love you, too!

She'd a like to have died!

Judy has since learned how to permanently remove signatures from her phone.