Tuesday, June 26, 2007


David's little sister, Becky, had a beautiful baby a few weeks ago. Two weeks after he was born, she had emergency brain surgery. It was a time of intense trial for the family, but I saw a family pull together to accomplish the needs of this wonderful mommy. I saw this wonderful mommy endure through two major surgeries, losing her long beautiful hair, and then jumping back into the fast lane of a three-kid, busy-callings-in-the-church, life. I saw friends and neighbors call to be of any service they could. It made me realize that miracles really do happen. They are coupled with increased faith, patience, and daily repentance. God is a God of miracles. He loves His children. He wants us to be happy. I am happy to have witnessed miracles these past few weeks. I am happy to be alive. I am happy to be married to my best friend, and be the mommy of my favorite "Little Man." I am happy to see miracles all around me. It just lets me know, I haven't been forgotten.