Time Flies

It's been 3 years . . .

In a way it's hard to believe it's been so long. In other ways, I still have a hard time coming to terms with the fact that my mom died. I didn't know moms died. But then she died. And I had to plan her memorial service. And it was beautiful and perfect. And happy. Just the way she wanted it to be.

This morning I got all 3 of my kids out of bed much earlier than they, or I for that matter, wanted to wake up. We got ready and headed into Mesa. A dear friend watched the combined 4 kids while my brother, my sis-in-law and I went to the Mesa Temple. It was wonderful to feel the spirit there and to be reminded that families truly are meant to be together forever.

Later on, I took my kids back to the Temple. I mentioned the possibility to Alex, and then told him that we should just go home and he flipped out...he really wanted to go! So we went. A cute sister missionary talked with Alex about being a nice big brother - I'm pretty sure she saw him pinch Emma or something to that effect.

The Joseph Smith movie was announced and Alex really wanted to watch it, so we went in for a few minutes. Of course Emma just wanted to play with the retractable chairs, but Alex really wanted to watch the cool movie about Joseph. And of course I wanted to encourage him to learn more about the prophet. So I let him stay in the theatre and the girls and I roamed the hall nearby. The movie is over a hour long, and I felt bad, but I had to ask Alex to come out early because we had to make the hour long trek home, but promised him that we will make sure we have enough time for him to get to watch the entire movie next time we visit the temple. That little boy has such a strong spirit in his little 6 year old body - amazes me.

And we drove home.

And I cried.

And I called a dear friend and she listed to me tell her that I miss my mom. And she reassured me of the Plan of Happiness. I am very thankful for you, dear friend.

It's been a great, lovely day. But I still miss my mom, I always will. But I will see her again.

Love you, mom.