Heavy

Yesterday, this angel returned to Heavenly Father.

She had done all that was expected of her on Earth.

Claire Elizabeth really was too good for this world.

Her spunk, sass and sparkle always drew me to her.

As she fought the cancer monster, she did so with a courage I've never personally witnessed.

Loving on her in the hospital always brought me the most profound sense of knowledge that God knows who we are.

Each of us.

I loved when she would squeeze my hand or move away as I'd kiss her cheeks over and over and over again.

Her mommy and daddy are just so brave.

Having a chronically ill child is not for the weak of heart.

Or spirit.

Or mind.

Imagine the faith that God must have in these parents who are given the job of loving and nurturing a soul for only a period of time. They are the best of the best.

I love you, Claire Elizabeth. (Bug)

My boy called his mama twice on Monday.

He needed his mama.

I was there.

I will not tell his story.

It is his to tell.

He has had an emotional week, one that I won't know the details of until Monday.

It was my honor to fast and pray with him Tuesday morning.

Missions are not easy.

They aren't supposed to be easy.

They aren't easy for the families at home either.

I am so proud of this boy (man).

He'll always be my bubba.

Braxton has been able to get into a good school/work routine. 

He is learning so much at his new job and I am proud of him.

He's been very much a mama's boy for the last week.

He is with me all the time unless he is at school or work.

I am so grateful that I am present to be there for him with everything he needs.

I got home from work yesterday and yelled to Kaydon that I was going to hurry and fix dinner before he went to work.

"I don't work tonight, Ma. That's next Wednesday. But I've been fasting since yesterday and I'm starving. Can you fix spaghetti before I go to the temple?"

Spaghetti and corn it was.

And off he went to the temple.

Colton got up this morning and told me that he did not want to go to school.

I asked why.

I just don't.

Why?

I don't want to take that test.

Get dressed, Boogie.

Okay, Mama.

And off to Thursday we all went.