The Big Downside to Being a Mormon
There are no church bells.
As I sit in my office at the main campus library, I can hear the ringing of the bells in the Tower. They are lovely. Last week, it was quite festive. My co-worker and I laughed delightedly when we discovered what Tom was playing. "Is that . . . Christmas music?" she asked. "Yes, I think so!" And we enjoyed the holiday in May.
Today, I can't quite make out the songs, but they just keep coming.
I will miss those sounds in a few months.
Thing I'm thankful for: late-night movies with Brooke