As I sit here contemplating all that we've been through in the last year, I'm in awe. It's hard to think that the path wasn't there. The road untrod. That today we look back and remember where we've come and see what was then. Living in a world that is so different from then. I can't explain how our lives have changed. Our perspective widened. Our patience and understanding magnified. Especially our testimony of our Savior and knowing how much he's carried our family through out the last few years. Remembering all that has happened and looking forward to our future together as a family.
Right now things are harder than they've ever been financially for us. I have to admit. We are struggling. But for some reason I do not fear. For some reason my faith is so strong, and my understanding that we will be ok. My heart swells with joy to see my 2 children playing together. Laughing! Smiling! And healthy. Healthy. Such happiness I couldn't have imagined just a few short years ago.
What does the future have in store for us? Where will our lives take us in another 5 years? 10 years? or even 50 years?
I'm so grateful for this last year. The changes we've made as a family. The changes I've made as a Wife, Mother, Daughter, and a person. Come what may and love it!
this is enough. Do not look back or grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering." President Thomas S. Monson
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
The First Year

(This is one of my favorites, you were starting to feel better. This picture you had just finished smiling when the flash went off and Ben suddenly snuck into the photo. You 2 were so cute I just couldn't resist.)

I sat you in the bouncer and turned around for just a moment. When I turned back around you were fast asleep, holding onto a toy.

We would smoosh you into the couch for Family Prayers.
Dad loved to leave you in there and let you watch everyone else getting ready for bed.
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