Merry Christmas

This was such an amazing week, and it seems to have gone by so quickly. I am so glad it is Christmas. I love Christmas day; I love my Savior and it is also a day that gives us a chance to look forward to the next year and the happiness to come. I am so grateful for a loving Savior. Lately, Mike and I have been sad a lot more then we normally are. I know, we have good reason to be, well actually two good reasons. But I am hoping to get out of the rut, and be more grateful. Getting a new nephew for Christmas and having Gracie here have truly made my Christmas. Presents really do not matter, family matters. Yesterday, I was sitting at the hospital with Heather, Tatum was under the bilirubin lights for his jaundice, and so we went downstairs to get some lunch. The girl that was working in the Pink Shop Cafe was a friend of ours from the neighborhood we moved to when we first moved out here. We were visiting with her, when her Dad and little brother came in. We visited for awhile, and as I got up to leave, her Dad followed after me. This kind man was not only my German teacher my senior year of highschool, but he also was the Bishop of the ward we lived in. He spoke to me these kind words, "I can imagine that right now your arms are aching from the emptiness you are feeling, but know that your sweet babies will be with you at this time of year. The Lord has not forgotten you, take peace in that." Tears welled up in my eyes. I hugged and thanked him. Such simple words, but such peaceful words for a soul that lately has been anything but peaceful. So today, this amazing Christmas day, spread the peace and love that this day is all about.
Merry Christmas.