[Note: the next few posts are for our family history - since I have been AWOL for about 2 months... feel free to ignore if you want]
Over spring break our stake did a handcart Trek. This is a strange phenomenon which has otherwise normal and sane people dress like pioneers and reenact some of the experiences the Mormon Pioneers had crossing the plains.
This whole thing stared last summer and I thought it was great until we were asked to be a Ma and Pa. Spending 4 days in the elements with kids who were not my kids did not sound all that exciting. Yes I had a bad attitude (shocking I know). And yes, that seemed to get worse the more time that passed.
The time came to leave - after months of preparation and ENDLESS number of meetings. I was a little more excited, but to be honest, I had been crazy with work and other stuff and I was tired. Eric and I crammed on our way up to our trek destination - Lampassas Texas.
Part of our preparation was to learn a pioneer story about a family member - or really anyone. We got a bracelet and we wrote the name of the person we were walking for on it. Since I had relatives in the Willie Handcart company, Eric and I "walked" for them - John and Maria Linford.
We had an amazing family. I was shocked how well we all got along.
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| Pearson Family - Cypress Trek 2011 |
This picture was the first day - we were still relatively clean, and not sure what to think.
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| Pearson Family gathering for the first time. |
We were getting to know everyone, and getting ready to load the handcart and move out. That was an experience in and of itself, but we did it.
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| Pa Pearson helping out front |
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| Pearson Family trekking. Proof Ma did pull - at least once! |
On the last day there were two interesting experiences. One was crossing water, the other was the Women's Pull.
The water crossing was slow, but we managed to get everyone across. Here is a picture of Sophie's family crossing.
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| The Armadillos crossing the river. |
The Women's pull surprised me. There were many times when these pioneer women had to shoulder the burden alone - either because the men went off to war, or because of death. The following is from a letter I wrote to Ryan right after - so it sums up my feelings when they were still fresh.
"One of the most spiritual parts for me came on what is known as the womans pull. They have all the men and boys walk off - sort of reenacting when the men and boys left to go to the Mormon battalion. It left the woman and children behind to keep the carts moving. You know me, I am not a "weak woman" I don't think I need anyone to help me do things.
We were the first handcart - cause our family is as competitive as we are and we made sure we were number one that day. Anyway, we stood there as all the men and boys left and it took my breath away. It was so weird, and eerily silent. We then went and talked with Sister Bitter - the stake YW president. She talked about this is not to prove we are as tough as the boys, but to show us that we can do hard things - and sometimes Heavenly Father wants us to do hard things.
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| Sophie praying during Women's Pull meeting. |
As she was talking I looked down at my wrist with my wrist band on. I see the name Maria Linford. She had to bury her husband on the banks of the Sweetwater River - and keep walking. She still had two sons to get to Zion. She did not have time to mourn - she had to be a strong woman and really had to do hard things. She was half starved, freezing to death, and had to keep going. Her husband died the day help arrived. She did not waiver. And on his deathbed, she asked her husband if he regretted coming - his answer was no. The faith they both had is amazing. It was as if she was right there with me teaching me.
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| Sophie on the Women's Pull. |
We then had to walk and pull the handcarts on our own. They pulled in some of the women who were there in other capacities to help. We only had three girls and me, so we had two people help us. Remember we were first. We did not have the experience of those who had gone before us. I was on the back of the handcart - so I went in blind. We had to pull/push it up a a pretty steep slope, with rocks and things that caught up the cart along the way. Lining the hill were all the men and boys. They were singing Nearer my God to Thee. They were not able to help. They just had to be there to give us quiet "moral support" I can't explain why it was so moving to me. When we got the cart up, we went back down to help another group up. We did that a few times. The spirit was so strong at that moment.
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| Kelsey on the Women's Pull. |
What it showed me is two things. I need to rely on others. Just because I can do it myself does not mean I should. It also reminded me of Christ. He is always there on the side - letting us go through hard stuff, but he is always there as our personal cheerleader. We just need to reach out to him. What did surprise me is how hard is was on the boys/men. All the boys in our group thought is was so hard to watch their "ma" and sisters struggle and push that cart up the hill. They wanted to jump in and help us - or save us. One of our sons said he thought it was really mean of them to make him watch that. He did not understand why that was productive." Eric did not feel like he had to save us - but was grateful for the experience we had.
In the end I was so glad we were selected to be a Ma and Pa. I was able to totally unplug - get away from everything and live in the moment. The planning and execution of the event was flawless, and I was grateful for everyone from the equipment folks, to the food people - and the photographers for all their great pictures.
We had fun. We learned some things. And we are all better people in the end. Some random pictures from the Trek.
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| Kelsey with her family. |
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| Eric at a morning devotional - notice the "pioneer" diet coke? |
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Stick pull - Sophie vs Kelsey. Guess who won?
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Ma and Pa Pearson
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The REAL Pearson Family.
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