That is actually a curse in some cultures. I wish I could remember which book I read it in, then I could tell you which culture uses it as a curse. Anyway, these past few days have been interesting. Jared's doing well- he keeps pretty busy throughout the day, and usually sends me texts to update me on his alligator and cottonmouth sightings. Yes, he counts them. He takes pictures of them, too, LOL. I know it's hard for him to be away from us, but I can tell he enjoys the work he's doing. Currently, he'll be home either Saturday or Monday, depending on when the unit gets transport.
Yesterday I overslept. I woke up to Hyrum throwing up, and Morgen coming upstairs to tell me about it. He spent all day yesterday on the couch, with a 'throw-up bowl' in case he couldn't make it to the toilet, watching movies. Poor little man. He was so subdued, and quiet, and I could tell he really didn't feel well at all. We needed to get some books back to the library, so I bundled everybody into the car about dinnertime, and we took turns going inside- Walker stayed w/Hyrum while Morgen and I rushed to get books for ourselves [and a few for Hyrum]. Then we stayed in the car w/Hyrum while Walker found books for himself. Today I am wondering WHY I didn't just call a neighbor to come over and sit w/Hyrum while I took the other two, and I kicked myself for not thinking of that last night. Hyrum was okay; he had a blanket and spent most of the time in his seat just resting. But I get so focused on what needs to be done that I forget, a lot of times, that I don't have to do it all myself. It is okay to ask for help :).
Today, on another blog, I ran across some very needed [for me] advice. The author is a member of my church, and lost her little boy this past year as well. She posted some notes that her husband took at a local conference. The speaker was Elder Jeffrey R Holland, a member of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles [they act as advisors and assistants to our Prophet]. He was speaking of grief, and broken hearts, and said,
"Don't you dare in those times say, 'Well, I guess God doesn't love me.' If you say that personal problems are equated to God's lack of love, you are wrong...
When you hurt, God hurts. DON'T YOU DARE SAY HE DOESN'T LOVE YOU."
With everything that has been going on this week, I really needed a reminder of this fact.
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Gratitude list:
* having podcasts of General Conference to listen to
* the note my sister Emily sent on Myles' birthday, with a little memory she had of my son Myles.
* Fall = hot cocoa around my house. Yum!
* Fall also = beautiful leaves on the mountains.
* Somebody [and I truly don't know who] cleaning up Hyrum's vomit from the hall carpet yesterday.
* a letter from Brooks :)
* healthy children today.
4 comments:
Oh, bless the soul who cleaned up the vomit!
I'm glad the crew is feeling better today, and that you can look forward to seeing your husband soon! (So what is the tally up to on his sightings, anyway?)
Isn't it amazing how much a little act is so appreciated! I am glad that you can appreciate the sightings-I am not sure if I would want to know :)
Sure hope Hyrum is feeling better. Give him a big hug from Kristina and tell him I'm sending him "get well" wishes! Connor was also sick this past weekend. Temperature of 103 at one point, sore throat (no strep A though), earache. He was home with me on Monday, but he seems to be on the mend.
You are constantly and inspiration to me! Always able to find the good in everything. I like being reminded of those words from Elder Holland - one of my pet peeves is people (read my kids) saying the "God doesn't love me" when things aren't going their way. Glad Hyrum is feeling better.
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