So, it has been forever... or at least several months in the world wide blogger world. I don't know, writing about myself just seems to take a lot of energy. Life has been rough lately, emotions running rapid and deep. Being pregnant this time around is stripping me bare. I pray constantly and try to visualize all the lovely, peaceful things I so desperately want to be able to envision, but truth of the matter is that it is just plain hard and peace is in short supply for us right now. We are going to the temple tonight, in search of some light. I am scared and discouraged and there are too many words to explain why in this crazy internet world. But... I love my husband and my little boy. They make me smile. River is an astounding little spirit, and I feel so blessed that God gave him to us. He helps us through every day... puts light into our eyes. He asks me about 15 times a day if I am 'pappy' and constantly attacks me with loads of kisses and near-life strangling hugs. He makes me laugh when I didn't think I had it in me. So this post is dedicated to the River, the boy who never stops showing those dimples.
Memories of my Grandma
1 year ago