Sunday, September 30, 2018

To My Sophie, On Your Birthday...


Oh, Sophie...Sophie, Sophie, Sophie. I told you last year to stop growing up so fast!! And already you're ten years old! :)

Happy Birthday, Baby Girl! What a fun year this has been for you! Because of year round school this year (yuck!), you've been in 4th grade for a little while now and you love it. You have been happy to go to school each morning, and have so many great friends. You haven't been struggling with the anxiety that you experienced before, and your Dad and I are so so proud of you! You really have worked hard to become stronger and to work through the things that bother you. You amaze us every day! And it makes us so happy to see you smile so easily. Your enthusiasm for life is a blessing to our family!

You continue to grow in your gifts and talents. You still love fashion and anything creative, and still have a great eye for both. You really want to learn how to sew, and I'm sure when we can get that going for you that you will love the creative outlet! You still love to read, and devour books at an incredible rate! I'm having a hard time keeping them stocked for you! :) You're also starting piano soon and you are so excited for that. I love how excited you are about the things you love, Sophie! You have such passion and it really is infectious. You have discovered that you LOVE the Pacific Northwest! We just got back from a weeklong trip to Washington and Oregon, and I'm pretty sure you would have been happy as a clam if we left you there! :) You loved the green, the humidity, the temperate climate, the ocean, the trees...all of it. We fully expect you'll live there someday!

Sophie, you are also one of the most caring and loving people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. There is no end to your love for your people. You and Claire and still best friends. I can't believe how well you two get along, and am happy every day that you have each other. You balance each other out so well! You love playing Minecraft with John, and it continues to be fun to watch you two grow in your relationship...though you still bicker almost constantly. :) And Joey? Well, I think you love Joey most of all! Since you were little, I have always known what a wonderful mother you will make. But as I watch you with Joey, I'm coming to envy your ability to mother! You really enjoy being with small children. You like playing at their level, and are so patient with them. You are incredible, Sophie!! Seriously, you are every bit the mother I want to be and you're only 10!! What a precious gift Heavenly Father has given you and I am completely confident that you will bless many lives with it.

Like I wrote you last year, I'm coming to learn more and more about you and it's helping me understand you so much more! We're starting to build more of a friendship and I love it. I know we'll be good friends and that means the world to me. You still have such a tender relationship with you Dad. You are his little girl, through and through. It warms my heart to know that you have that love in your life! Both your Dad and I have watched as your testimony has grown and we are in awe of the depth of your testimony. You understand the doctrines of the gospel and you love your Heavenly Father and your Savior Jesus Christ. Listening to you pray is a privilege. You really think about what you are saying and remember everyone in your petitions to Heavenly Father. I learn so much from you!

Happy Birthday, Sophie! I know that this next year will be full of so much happiness and growth. I'm so humbled to be your mom and I'm so terribly proud of you! I love you forever!

Love,

Mom

Saturday, August 25, 2018

To My Johnny, On Your Birthday...


Happy Birthday, Johnny!! You are eight years old now...finally!! You've been waiting for a long time for this birthday. :)

This has been another great year of growth for you, Johnny. You continue to be an exceptional student. First grade didn't pose too many challenges for you, so you invested your energy into Spanish. You were intimidated by having to speak Spanish full time with Snr. Mora, but turns out (just like everything else) you took to it quite naturally! You're loving being able to converse more in Spanish, and often try to get the girls to speak Spanish at home by saying "No Ingles! No Ingles!" It drives them nuts. :) You have also continued to learn and love math and science. You absolutely love learning, and I absolutely love watching you get excited when you learn new things! I believe your love of learning will be a huge blessing to you in your life.

You have continued to grow socially, making new friends and deepening your friendships with your existing friends. You are always at the center of the organized games during recesses, and whenever we go anywhere there's always a kid that says, "Hi John!" Basically, what I'm trying to say is that you're super popular. :) We talk often about how to righteously use that influence, and your intelligence, and your good looks for the purposes the Lord has set out for you. It's my biggest fear for you...that you'll breathe in all those compliments and all that adoration and let it go to your head. Right now, you seem to understand. You are kind and inclusive, and I know you're a positive influence on your peers. And that makes this Mama's heart very happy!

You've very much increased in your passion for sports. Particularly football, though you really enjoyed playing basketball and soccer this year. We can't wait to get you on the football field this coming fall for flag football! It's been a fun way for your Dad and you to bond, play together, and have things to talk about. You two have found another way to bond this year when you went on High Adventure together! You hiked a total of 25 miles in and out with your Dad and the priests in our ward, and you did amazing!! You carried your pack most of the time, and loved living in nature for a couple of days. Dad said you fell asleep before your head hit your little camping pillow both nights. :) Your favorite part? Pooping in the woods, of course! With your love of hiking and the outdoors, there will likely be a lot more backpacking trips for you in your future. Dad took you and Sophie on an overnighter before the end of the season and you both loved it, and you liked having Sophie's company. Which is awesome, considering how much the two of you fight! 

This year has been an opportunity for you to learn more about your place in our family, and how to navigate your relationships with each of us. You fight a lot with Claire and Sophie, but I know you love them deeply. You miss them terribly whenever you aren't all together. But I know it's hard for you, not having a counter part like they do in each other. You miss Luke, and we miss watching the two of you grow up together. Gratefully, you have Joey around to drive you crazy just like a little brother ought to. He definitely tries your patience! But I wish I could find the words to convey the happiness and fullness in my heart when I see the two of you playing and wrestling on the tramp or playing with cars. Even with the years between you, you two are going to be the best of buds.

Like I mentioned, you and your Dad have had some fun opportunities to bond through the year and your relationship really has grown. You and I have pretty much stuck to our normal day to day interactions. Sometimes, things have been a little tense as you're trying to figure out how to manage your frustrations with life and other complex and uncomfortable emotions. Unfortunately, I don't handle that part of you with very much patience. I'm sorry about that! Luckily, we have that special mother-son relationship and it's never very long before we've made things right and are happy again. I love that special bond between us!

I would have to say your biggest area of growth this year has been spiritually. You've taken the call to prepare yourself for baptism very seriously. You continue to love the Book of Mormon, and never show any hesitation when it's time to gather and read as a family. And I'm always marveling at your retention!! Your primary teachers tell me how funny it is to see you not only answer their questions during class, but proceed to finish teaching the lesson! I know I've said it every single year, but it's even more true this year: I know the Lord has a great work for you to do! You are a mighty spirit John, and I know you sense that about yourself. I can't wait to see how you mature spiritually with your baptism and the companionship of the Holy Ghost in your life!

Johnny, I can't tell you all the ways I love you or all the things you do that make us so proud. You are a gift to me, Son! I love you more than all the words in the universe could say, and I'm so excited to see how you grow this next year. Happy Birthday, John-Boy!

Love,

Mom

Monday, May 28, 2018

To My Claire, On Your Birthday...


Happy Birthday, Claire Bear! You're 11 years old! And as you are always quick to remind me, that means you'll be going into Young Women's next year. And Girl's Camp. And going to the temple for the first time. Yikes...

But that's next year. I have a whole year before I have to write that letter!! So for now, let's just stay where we are and focus on the fact that you're eleven years old now. I can hardly believe it. You're the most beautiful, kindest, smartest, funniest, friendliest, all-of-the-"ists" eleven year old I know. It just keeps getting better every year!

This last year was a good school year for you again. You excelled in every subject again, and ended up doing SEM for language and math. You loved every minute of it, especially your time learning about Japanese culture. You were selected to represent Buffalo Point's fifth grade Spanish Immersion students at the language competition at Weber, and while the competition was obviously stacked in favor of the Hispanic kids and it was quite possibly the longest day of either of our lives...you and you two friends had the first honorable mention for your impromptu speaking skit. And in our opinion that put you basically in first place! ;) You made some great friends this year, and are still learning how to manage the interpersonal drama that comes with adolescent girls. :) You weren't a huge fan of your Spanish teacher, SeƱor Tapia, but you were patient and didn't let it ruin your year. I admire your ability to let things be. It's not a trait I have much of!

You have continued love reading, and have enjoyed reading many books this year. I can't even remember them all! But we've had a couple of occasions to go to Barnes and Noble, and I think you could live at the book store. :) I worried so much about your lack of desire to read a few years ago, but I can happily say I don't worry about that at all anymore! We've even been reading Harry Potter at the same time, and it's been fun to talk about the books. But your best reading buddy is still Sophie. The two of you devour series together and I can often hear you talking in your room after the light are turned out about your books. It reminds me of some of the best times I had with my sisters growing up.

Your love for the gospel continues to grow, and it makes your Dad and I so happy. You love Activity Days, and you can't wait to pass the rest of the requirements off now that you're eleven. You're already excited to start on your Personal Progress (I just wish you'd slow down a bit!!) You gave your first talk in Sacrament Meeting this year, and you did a fantastic job! Your talents for speaking and teaching in church and Family Home Evening have surely grown this year. A lot of that has to do with your growing understanding and testimony of the doctrines of the gospel. I love watching you build a foundation of faith.

You've conquered some difficult things this year, namely learning to ride your bike. You were under pressure to be able to ride before Bike Safety Week at school, and honestly we didn't really get you where you needed to be. That resulted in some tears and some real embarrassment that first day trying to ride in front of your friends and teachers. But you persevered, facing the embarrassment head on and then continuing to try until you managed to ride confidently. I couldn't have been more proud of you. I know a situation like that would have broken me into little pieces when I was your age! Just like every year, I continue to marvel at your confidence.

I think my favorite part of this last year is how much our relationship has grown. You are particularly sensitive to when I'm having a hard time, and you go out of your way to help me feel better. I love that you worry about me and want me to be happy. You enjoy sitting by me more than you used to, and have told me often that you wish we had more time together. We've had a few occasions to go shopping or run errands alone together and I cherish that time with you.

Well Claire, you are still every ounce of wonderful that you've always been. Your Dad and I couldn't be more proud of you!! And while I wish you'd stop growing up quite so fast, I'm every bit as excited as you are to see what this next year brings for you. I love you! Happy Birthday, Sweetie!

Love, 

Mom

Sunday, May 20, 2018

A Visit From Our Prophet

I didn't always love stake conference, and honestly I don't have a lot of memories of attending when I was growing up. That doesn't mean we didn't! I just don't remember. And I never remember anything about the adult session of stake conference that is held the evening before the general session. But during the years I have been married to Danny, it has become a normal part of our life and it's never a question whether or not we'll attend both sessions. And I can honestly say that I have come to love stake conference! Especially the adult session. It's such a unique time for me to just sit and listen without having to be "The Mom" and I always leave feeling edified and refreshed.

Going into our most recent stake conference, Danny and I were excited and looking forward to hearing from our leaders. We weren't expecting a visiting authority, but nonetheless were very excited to hear from our amazing stake presidency. The adult session was, as always, awesome. The topic of our conference was (surprise!) ministering, and I was again left with a stronger desire to magnify my calling to minister. President Saunders concluded the meeting by inviting each of us to make contact with those we minister to and invite them to the general session of stake conference the next morning. He promised us that if we did so we would be eternally grateful. We were then reminded that we were to each attend conference in the buildings that we usually meet in, and that the conference would be broadcast from the stake center to the other meeting houses. We were assured that the technology had been tested, and tested again, and we were assured there would be no issues with the broadcast.

Well, the next morning Danny and I got our family ready and to our building 20 minutes early. We sat on the front row, and asked the older kids to take Joey around the building for a while to get some wiggles out before the meeting started. While they were gone I took the opportunity to study my Gospel Doctrine lesson for the coming week and Danny visited with Bishop Taylor (whose family was sitting behind us). I heard Danny and Bishop Taylor start talking to the high councilman serving from our ward, Brother Kammeyer, and their voices were all of a sudden rather animated. But I've learned over the years that Danny has served as bishop to tune out conversations in a church setting unless I am specifically included. :) Then Danny sat down next to me and asked me if I could see who was sitting on the stand in the stake center. The resolution of the broadcast wasn't great, but it only took about a second for me to recognize the black halo of hair that is signature to Sister Nelson...who of course was accompanying her husband, President Russell M. Nelson! THE PROPHET WAS AT OUR STAKE CONFERENCE!!!

I wish I could convey in words what that moment of realization was like. Excitement, exultation, slight nausea...it was all there! It was honestly a surreal moment. Danny and I both considered leaving and taking the kids to the stake center! But we were where we had been asked to be, and that is always the right place to be. We were excited to tell the kids once they returned from their laps with Joseph that the prophet was there, and tried to convey in hurried and hushed tones how amazing this experience was going to be. And then the meeting started...


We initially heard from our amazing stake president, President Curtis Saunders. Then a 9 year-old boy, who spoke about what ministering meant to him and how kids can be effective ministers. Then we heard from a recent convert and the newly released stake Young Men's, stake Primary, and stake Relief Society presidents. Then President Nelson had a member of his security team bear his testimony...apparently this brother has children and grandchildren that reside in our stake. Then President Nelson's secretary, who was also President Hinckley's secretary and is the newly-called president of the Bountiful Temple, bore his testimony. Already, to this point, the meeting had been incredible. And it was just getting started!

Sister Nelson spoke to us next. She began by saying how happy she and President Nelson were to be there with us today. She said that they had come early and driven around our neighborhoods, and they decided they wanted to live here. :) They loved the beautiful homes and lovingly manicured yards, and that they especially loved the flowers. She mentioned that we have flowers here that they don't get until the 4th of July! She commented on how much she enjoyed the primary boy's talk, and that she not only wanted to be his friend but she wanted to be here when he was called to be a stake president. :) She then looked into the audience and said, "Well, I'm sure you are all wondering what has changed in our home since President Nelson was called to be the prophet." I guess I hadn't really though about it up to that point, but once she said that I was rather curious!

She started answering that question by recounting what happened when they received the call late into the evening the night President Monson passed away. Her and President Nelson laid in bed talking late into the night. When they were finally left to their own thoughts, she said that as she stared into the darkness the hymn "Where Can I Turn for Peace" started playing in her mind. She admitted that her mind lingered longer than it should have on the phrase "...where can I run?" She couldn't fully comprehend what was before them, and was intimated and anxious. She said there is an  old adage in the church when it comes to the wives of those in leadership positions that says "the wife is the last to know". But she said the Lord was tender with her, and that she was not the last to know that the mantle of a prophet had settled on her husband's shoulders, but that indeed she was among the first to know. She told us she could not recount the details of her witness because of the very scared nature of the experience, but that the experience repeated itself in exactness twice...the second occurrence happening the day following the first witness. She said she could stand before any court or any judge, in any nation of the world and testify without the slightest doubt or hesitation that her husband is God's prophet on the earth today.

She went on to say that in the twelve years that she has been married to President Nelson that she has become accustomed to her husband waking multiple times throughout the night and making notes and changes to General Conference talks, or notes about upcoming trainings and other meetings. But that in the 4 1/2 months that he has been the prophet, those spiritual communications have increased exponentially. She said that President Nelson makes notes on a yellow-lined pad of paper that he keeps in the night stand on his side of the bed. She knows it's there, but has never looked at what is written there. She told us that there are times that she has been allowed to stay with President Nelson when these communications come. He will gently take her hand and say, "Wendy, darling...it's happening." 

She recounted a different experience where she was asked to be absent. One morning she was awoken earlier than she would have liked to have been awake and had the impression that she was to get out of bed. But, she reiterated, it was much earlier than she wanted to be awake so she lingered in bed. Then she felt nearly compelled to get out of bed. This time she listened, and kept as busy as she could manage with projects around the house. Two hours later, President Nelson finally emerged from their room. He said, "Wendy, you would never believe what has been happening in our bedroom these past two hours. I have been receiving detailed instructions from the Lord as to something I am supposed to do."

She then talked about how President Nelson changes every day. That the man she kisses goodbye in the morning is not the same man that comes home in the evening. She attributed this constant change to him finally doing what he was foreordained to do. She said that he was in the school of the prophets in our pre-mortal life; that he was friends with Joseph Smith and learned with the likes of Noah and Nephi. She said that there have been times she has seen him literally become younger at the pulpit and uses phrases that she hasn't heard him use in twelve years of marriage. 

I'm sure she said more, but this was about all I could take in! Before I move on to recounting President Nelson's remarks, I want to try to express what it was like for me as I listened to Sister Nelson. First of all, words fail me in describing the awesome experience of listening to such an intimate view of our living prophet and his communication with heaven. Literally. Awesome. It gives me goosebumps whenever I retell or even think about Sister Nelson's experience being called out of bed in the morning. Amazing! But for me personally, there was another element to Sister Nelson's talk. And I'm finding it even more difficult to articulate what I learned because it was a much more spiritual experience than a mental one, if that makes sense. 

Being the bishop's wife can be lonely sometimes. And not in the way one might think, at least not for me. I have an amazing ward, full of amazing men and women who I can honestly say have not treated me one bit differently since Danny was called to be the bishop. From what I understand, I'm lucky in that regard! Where I experience loneliness, however, is that I am unable to share a lot of what Danny experiences with him. I can't know why he comes home so broken-hearted and burdened sometimes. I cannot look at his phone or his email and I never know who he disappears into the other room to talk to. At church, there are conversations I end up in where people think I have the slightest idea of what they are talking about. They don't realize that Danny really doesn't tell me anything! It's lonely when I know he can share aspects of his calling with his counselors, with the Relief Society and Elder's Quorum presidents, and even with the Stake President. But never with me. It's lonely knowing that one of the biggest, most important, most challenging, and ultimately most rewarding aspects of Danny's life is one I'm left out of. It's been so hard for me to know how I fit in. I believed President Saunders, and still believe when it is said that bishops are called as husband and wife. That the bishop could not do his work without his wife. But aside from making sure his white shirts are clean, the kids are at church, and Danny has a quick meal between meetings...I've just been really unsure as to what my role is. 

Something about Sister Nelson's remarks spoke to my soul, and soothed it in a way I still can't quite describe. It started with her saying that the Lord was tender in not leaving her to be "the last to know". That really resonated with me, because I feel like I'm living that adage that "the wife is the last to know"! Something about her being among the first to know that her husband was the Lord's prophet testified to me that the Lord is aware of his daughters that stand by these men he calls through the priesthood to lead in His church. And that means He is aware of me. I remembered that I, like Sister Nelson, had experiences before Danny was called that I cannot recount because of their sacred nature that testified to me that Danny was going to be the next bishop. And, like Sister Nelson, it didn't happen only once. The Lord was tender with me in not leaving me to be "the last to know" that the Lord was calling my husband to be the bishop, and in a way I could never doubt or deny. As she spoke about being allowed to stay with President Nelson sometimes, but more poignantly the times she was asked to be absent, I was taught by the spirit something about the role of the wife of the prophet...and in some small way the role I have as the wife to the bishop. I, in no way, wish to say that my experience being married to the bishop is anything like Sister Nelson's experience being married to the prophet! And I really can't articulate what it was exactly that the spirit was teaching me. The best way I can think of to describe the experience is to say that it as almost as though I was learning Spirit-to-spirit. The Holy Ghost testified of my role as Danny's wife and even though I can't find the words for what my spirit learned, it left me in tears. My heart was full of the certain knowledge that I am a daughter of God, that He knows me and loves me and understands me. And that I am a part of the great work he has called my husband to do. And perhaps, later in time, I'll come to know fully what I was being taught. But until then, it is enough that my heart is eased and my soul soothed. And now I love Sister Nelson with all my heart, and am so grateful that the Lord sent her to speak to me!


Then President Nelson got up to speak. It was just incredible to see that great man at the pulpit of our stake center!! President Nelson began his remarks by thanking everyone who spoke, and the choir for their musical number. He made particular mention to a 9 year-old from our stake named Coleman who gave a talk at the beginning of the meeting on ministering. President Nelson quoted his talk by saying, "Ministering is being someone's friend, no matter what!" He then asked all the primary children in attendance (no matter what building) to stand. He asked them each to wave to him so he could see them all. He told us that even with all the blessings we had, these children were our greatest blessing and our greatest resource. Then he told us the things he would have us teach our children:

1-Teach them what it means when they sing "I Am a Child of God". We must teach our children of their importance to their Heavenly Father and to Jesus Christ.

2-Help them understand how important it is to communicate with their Heavenly Father, morning and night. He shared a story of a time he was waiting at the dentist and was watching an aquarium of fish.  He asked the young lady at the desk who fed the fish, and she replied "I do." He then asked her, "Have they ever thanked you?" She laughed as she replied, "Not yet!" President Nelson then admonished us to not be like those goldfish, oblivious to what we are given but to constantly recognize our blessings and to thank our Father always.

3-Teach your children of Jesus Christ and the Covenant Path. Jesus Christ came to be our example in all things. As in Adam all die, but in Christ all will live. We need to teach our children about the atonement, eternal life, and that while the gift of the resurrection is given to all of God's children, exaltation is conditional. We must be on the Covenant Path to qualify for that greatest of gifts. We need to enter the temple to receive our covenant and sealing ordinances. President Nelson re-emphasized that if we remain faithful we will have the greatest of all gifts, that of eternal life. And that we qualify for that gift by remaining on the Covenant Path.  He then reminded us that when we drift from the Path...that's why we have ministers! And how do we minister? President Nelson said, "Don't make it too hard! Just do what Jesus would do!"

4-Help them understand about the emblems of the sacrament, and why there are two emblems...one for His blood and one for His body. We covenant with the Father by taking these emblems INTERNALLY into our bodies. President Nelson emphasized that this is highly symbolic.

5-Teach them to follow the prophets. The Lord has always taught his children through prophets. The prophet Joseph Smith, and this dispensation, are remarkable above all other dispensations. All other prophets were limited in time (referring to the apostasy) and geography. No longer will this be the case. This dispensation will be contiguous until the second coming. President Nelson continued by saying that when he was a boy, there were less than 600,000 members in the whole world, and none in South America. Now, there are over 16 million members worldwide and 3 million members in South America alone. He also talked about the power of the priesthood. He mentioned that Joseph Smith's average pace of translating the Book of Mormon was nine pages per day. He then asked, "How do you feel when you READ nine pages per day?" Then he did a little happy dance! :) He also said that today, with the technology we have, the church's average pace for translating the Book of Mormon in other languages is 1 page per day, which is further evidence of the miracle of Joseph's translation.

6-Help them to understand the scriptures. He emphasized that children should be listening to the scriptures in their fathers' voices, because he knew their mothers were already reading to them. 

7-Teach them about the restoration of the priesthood. Teach them specifically about priesthood keys and that they provide accuracy, authority, and validation.

8-Teach them about the importance of the family. He encouraged us to have lots of pictures of our family around our homes, especially pictures of our ancestors in order to encourage a spirit of family history. He also encouraged the young people who are computer savvy to get involved in various aspects of family history, including indexing.

9-Teach them the importance of tithing. He told us that we teach the principle of tithing to the poorest   on earth because the Lord will open up the blessings of heaven. Most of the time, those blessings do not mean increased wealth, but mostly come in the form of spiritual knowledge and understanding. However, he said that if we are to ask the wealthiest saints among us, they are always tithe payers. :)

10-Teach them to understand the importance of the Word of Wisdom. He testified of Joseph Smith's revelation in 1833 that provided us the Word of Wisdom, and reiterated and testified of the truth of that revelation. He testified that we will receive hidden treasures if we follow those principles.

11-He urged us to protect our families from pornography. He talked about how he and his personal secretary have to deal with the cancellations of temple sealings. He said that often the dissolution of the marriage and subsequent request for cancellation of temple sealings are usually the result of problems in the marriage that started with pornography.

12-He asked us to teach our children to be good students, to learn another language, and to get all the education they can get in their lives. 

President Nelson then bestowed upon us an Apostolic blessing, which will always be one of my most cherished experiences. He blessed us to feast upon the words of Christ and to be able to apply them. He blessed us with peace in our homes and that we would be examples to our friends and neighbors. He then blessed us with healing, commensurate with the will of the Lord. He expressed his love for all of us, and felt that what he shared with us was the message the Lord wanted us to hear.

We sang the closing song and had the benediction and finished promptly at the hour (which apparently is pretty important to President Nelson!) :) Then we all stood as President Nelson and Sister Nelson stood to leave. President Nelson shook the hands of each of the other speakers, and then asked Coleman to take him to his parents. We watched as he walked into the congregation and shook hands with Coleman's parents. What a payday that had to be!! He then shook hands with various people and waved as he made his way to the door, paying particular attention to the row of priests sitting on the front row. :) He stood in the door of the chapel for another minute or so and waved to us all. Even though I was in another building, it didn't feel like it at all. My heart was near to bursting with the desire that he would stay just a little longer. I remembered this scripture and knew in my heart that I was experiencing very near to the same thing as the Nephites did when Jesus visited them in the Americas: (3 Nephi 17:5) "And it came to pass that when Jesus had thus spoken, he cast his eyes round about again on the multitude, and beheld they were in tears, and did look steadfastly upon him as if they would ask him to tarry a little longer with them."  I felt just like that. I couldn't take my eyes off of him and I didn't even want to blink! I knew the intense spirit of the Lord that had been present for that entire conference and especially as the prophet was speaking to us would dissipate when he left and I didn't want it to ever leave! The intense feeling of love and joy in my heart was unlike anything I had experienced before. But after what felt like only another moment, President Nelson waved a final time and exited the chapel.

As we got ready to go, Johnny asked if Danny thought he'd ever have the prophet come to another one of his stake conferences, to which Danny emphatically said it was highly unlikely! This was a once in a lifetime experience! Danny and I marveled for the rest of that afternoon. We felt beyond humbled and beyond blessed that we had that amazing experience. I had a firm witness when President Nelson gave his press conference after President Monson died that he was indeed the Lord's next prophet. And the solemn assembly during General Conference when we sustained President Nelson was an incredibly spiritual experience for me. But after this stake conference, I can say without any hesitation or doubt that I KNOW that President Nelson is God's prophet on the earth. I know it like I've never known it before. I love President Nelson and I will do my best to always follow his counsel and his invitations to do whatever I need to do to be closer to Christ. I am so grateful for the privilege it is to live as a righteous child on the earth during these last days. I am so grateful that my children have this memory, and I pray it shapes their lives as it will mine. 

Saturday, May 19, 2018

To My Luke, On Your Birthday...

Happy Birthday, Lukey!!

Today you would have been six years old, and I can scarcely imagine what that would even look like.  Even as I sit here writing, my mind tries to make some image of you snap into focus. It's an exercise in futility, though. I won't lie...it hurts my heart that I can't see your six-year-old face in my mind's eye. What's worse is that enough time has passed that I have a difficult time getting your two-year-old face to snap into focus in my mind. Honestly, Luke...you are more of a feeling to me now. A memory that lives in my heart, not in my mind. I'm not sure that makes any sense when explained in words. But I have a certain knowledge that you know exactly what I'm talking about. :)

Just as in the years that have passed since we last celebrated a birthday with you here, this last year hasn't brought growth to you, but to me through and because of you. I had the opportunity to speak at our Stake Women's Conference in January, and the topic was "Have Miracles Ceased?" I knew it was time to share your story. I had 45 minutes to fill, and it was an overwhelming task! But what was most difficult, at least at first, was telling your story from the very beginning in such a way that those that did not know you or our family could feel as though they did. I relived every memory I had of you, from the time I found out I was pregnant until after you passed away. I am careful to keep my mind from remembering too fully my life with you, because it awakens the most painful feelings of longing. A sort of desperation that cannot be filled and leaves me almost panicky. But in order to do what I felt the Lord needed me to do in telling your story...our story...I had to experience that painful longing. There were hours spent writing and crying, re-reading and crying some more. But after the first week or so, I didn't cry quite as much. As I started to study the scriptures and reading talks about the subject of miracles,  I came to realize that I needed a LOT more than 45 minutes if I was going to testify of the miracles I've seen in my life! And not only surrounding you, but throughout my life. I'm not sure if anyone else got anything out of my talk, but I gained an irrefutable witness that my Heavenly Father has always been very aware of me, and that He has gently lead me and guided me through my life. I couldn't help but be awed as I looked at my life since I married your Dad and could see the very obvious hand of the Lord in the course of our life together. I ended my talk with sharing my experiences after you died, particularly the months of struggle and anger. My soul was filled to bursting with gratitude for that time of struggle, and for the foundation I had that helped me get through it. And your smiling face was at the center of it all. Luke, I miss you every day. There are times I can barely breathe for needing you so badly. It's not often, but it still happens every once in a while. But I can't say I wish that you were here. I have finally come to the place where I think I understand a little of why things are the way they are. You have given me and our family a priceless gift, and your life and sickness and ultimately your death gave us the opportunity to really examine our testimonies of this Great Plan of Happiness. We have become so much closer to who we need to be...I have become so much more of who I need to be...because of who you are. Thank you, Son.

This birthday was not a difficult one for me, perhaps because of knowing you are where you are supposed to be. I felt happy as I thought of how fortunate I am to be your mother. As a family, we looked at photos and videos of you, and while I felt a pang in my heart as I watched you smile and giggle, I wasn't sad. Your birthday is a family holiday for us know, and we celebrate Lukey Day! This year we signed the whole family up for The Great Inflatable Race, and Grandma Candy, Aunt Jenny's family, Grandma Call, and Aunt Katie joined us. Even our friends Laura and Grace Riley came to celebrate your day! It was the best fun, and it was great to feel so much happiness on your birthday. I like the thought that as Joey grows and starts to learn more about his big brother, that he'll look forward to your birthday just as much as we look forward to everyone else's. That's the way it should be. :)

Happy Birthday, my sweet boy! I look forward to another year of learning from you. Of those special times when I feel you close to me. Thank you for being mindful of us, and I sure hope you know of the many daily prayers we say in your behalf. I know it is a vital and great work you are doing, and we're so proud of you! Just like every year when I come to the close of your letter, my heart is terrified of breaking this connection I feel with you. I don't want to say goodbye! Luke, I love you more every single day and anxiously await the day when I'll see you again.  Happy Birthday!

Love,

Mom

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

To My Joseph, On Your Birthday...


Oh Joseph, my Joseph!! You're two years old now! And oh my goodness, are you every bit the two year old!

You have had quite the year of learning and growing. You're still a bit on the small side, which makes me chuckle to even think about. But I don't worry that you'll be as large in stature in time as you were at birth. I think the real issue is that you don't like to hold still long enough to eat! You've got places to go and people to see and stuff to destroy...who has time for something as boring as eating?! :) You are, by far, our most energetic toddler. You are busy every minute that you're awake, and you love to work on something. Most of the time, that means making a huge mess or destroying something around the house. But every once in a while I see you sorting dinosaur toys, or making piles of cars, or building block towers. I love the look of concentration on your face as you work, but it pales in comparison to the look of exultant triumph when you complete your work. Your eyes just shine so bright and it melts my heart every single time.

You are such a dare devil, Joey. You love to climb, jump, bounce, fly into the air, spin around until you can't see straight...the works. You not only love to wrestle and rough-house around, but you seem to need it. In a pinch, you'll settle for watching other people push the limits of their physical bodies...hence your love for football. And when I say "love", I mean "very obvious obsession"! Your first words were, as expected, "Mama" and "Dada". Your very next word was "football". And you can spot any BYU paraphernalia from a hundred feet away, at which point you'll emphatically proclaim "Football!" Even the letter "y", in any font or in the middle of any word..."Football!" You loved the fall, with the hours spent on your Daddy's lap watching college football games. And you really watched! It's the only thing in the whole world you'll sit still for. For months after the football season ended, you'd hand me the remote and ask for "football" every single morning. For your birthday you got some BYU jerseys and a jacket, and you want to wear them every day! I don't know another 2 year old that is quite so delighted about sporting their team's logo. I'm sure you get it from your Daddy. :)

Joey, you are beyond cute. Which is good, since you are also beyond naughty and beyond difficult sometimes! You're definitely stretching your Dad and me more than the other four did. :) But like I told you in your letter last year, I knew from the time you were in my womb that you'd be like this! And even when you've extended me past any level of patience a mother could be expected to have, I know you are exactly who you should be and that you are still exactly what I need right now. And I have a feeling that this spunky, impish, mischievous, too-cute-to-get-into-too-much-trouble personality of yours will continue to be just what I need as we move through life together. Between the years I have left with you at home before you go to school and the years after Johnny graduates but before you do, it's going to be a lot of you and me. I'm excited about that. 

You are a lot like your brother Luke...which I hope never bothers you. Luke was an old soul, and had such a knowledge behind his eyes. I see the same thing in you. You have a love for Jesus already that I don't remember the other kids having a quite so young an age. You love the temple, and love pointing them out in pictures or as we drive. You struggled a little bit with nursery in the beginning, mostly because I don't think you were used to being without one of us, but you're a pro now. In fact, you have figured out how to be sufficiently naughty so that I have to take you out of Sacrament Meeting...at which point you head right to the nursery room. :) 

You are the center of our family, Po. The kids adore you, and Danny and I do, too. Sophie is especially fond of you still, and is the one of your siblings that is always patient and happy to play with you. You adore each of them in return, but particularly love Johnny. You are a boy's boy through and through, so that makes sense. :) You are still great buddies with Maese, and he still tolerates your borderline physical abuse. ;) You love your grandparents, and they sure love you. You have a special relationship with Great Grandma Lovell and Great Grandma Call. Your big hugs and kisses make them so happy! 

Oh Poseph, I feel like I could write novels and still never say enough about how wonderful you are and how much I love you! You are still such a gift to me. Even though you're making me gray at an accelerated rate, you are still a gift to me. I won't lie when I say I'm anxious to be done with this toddler stage, but it also hurts my heart to watch you grow up and be less and less my Baby Po-po every day. But I'm excited to continue to get to know you, and watch you take this world by storm. Happy Birthday, Joey! My sweet baby boy!

Love,

Mom