The Happys and Sads LIfe

Today and tonight I am torn between emotions as I count down the hours until my husband returns to me, and as I deal with a tragic loss in my family.

I am a big believer in starting with the sad new so you can end with the happy news so you can leave with a sweeter taste in your mouth. And with that I tell you about my sadness...

My family recently had a huge 4 generation family reunion in Utah. I was not able to make it due to my current pregnant situation, but my family did attend and had a great time. Well on the way home from their extended stay in UT, my Aunt, my Grandma, and my cousin, who were in my Grandma's Durango, had a terrible accident. The Durango rolled over and my Aunt was ejected from the car. With the car on its top my Grandma and cousin were stuck inside of it. As i received the phone call to let me know of what had happened. I thought I just let them all be ok. Well within about 2 hours I received a phone call from my Dad and not my Mom (it's her family) asking if I was sitting down. I replied yes and he proceeded to tell me that my Aunt had died, that my Grandma had broken ribs and had back pain as well as other injuries, and that they were running tests to make sure she was ok. Now they were traveling with my Uncle and his family who were in their motor home a few miles ahead of them when they rolled, he turned his motor-home right around and was there to support and love my Grandma and cousin. With in hours family members from SLC where at the hospital in Beaver, UT to add more support and my Grandpa, who was in CA is currently on his was to Beaver. As sat getting my pedicure thinking of what a tragic day this was, and how someone so relatively young had died. A woman with 5 kids, and 10 grand kids, life had ended so suddenly, I couldn't help but think about the plan of salvation, and what that means to me and my family. The gratitude that I have that we are sealed forever as a family. The gospel is such a blessing in my life and brings such peace and happiness to me. It is still sad, but I understand what happens, and I know it is not the end, and that I will see her again. And so will her kids and grand kids.

But I am torn with emotions today as I count down literally HOURS until John is in Hawaii again. As I type this I realize in about 7 hours John will land in GA and be in the USA!!! for the first time in 7 months. He will call me from HIS cell phone and be able to talk to me for hours, if he wants. And within 19 hours 50 mins, he will be in the same state as ME!!! I will be able to hug and hold him for hours. I might not let go. Today as I drove to the store, Isaac and I talked about all the things that him and Daddy get to do. I asked him what he wanted to do with Daddy, and he said 1. "Fly Pan" (Isaac's new favorite movie Peter Pan) 2. "Park Slide" (one of the last things we did as a family was take Isaac to the park) and lastly he wanted to 3. "Stand" (he stands on John's back as John sits on the floor and bends over making his back as flat as he can). It was so cute how Isaac in his few mumbled words expressed his wants and desires of his time with his Daddy. This deployment has been the roughest when Isaac wanted his Daddy and couldn't have him. It made me cry when I didn't really ever think that it would hurt so bad to see my son want something so important, and me not be able to give it to him. BUT tomorrow, ok really TODAY!!!, I can take him to the airport and let him have what he has missed the last 7.5 months. Those will be preicous moments as he sees his Daddy again. I will try to remember to bring the camera and capture if I can. NO promises, but I will try.