Tonight

My car smells like throw up . . . again for the eighteenth million time (I know that's not a real number, but it's my blog and I can say what I want.) But tonight I don't care. Last week a family in my parent's stake lost their baby in the middle of the night. They just woke up to find that their youngest child had passed on in the middle of the night. I drive by this house on the way to my parent's and every time I do it makes me sick to my stomach. I can't even imagine the heartache being felt inside that home. My heart sincerly goes out to them, espically the mother. Before I heard about this family I was trying to preapre my YW lesson for next month, ironically it is on Eternal Families. If there is any comfort in this horrible tragedy it must be that families are forever, that not even death can seperate us. I wish I could explain how important that is to the YW. I am not sure you really understand how important family is until you are a parent and the depths to which you can actually love another person. I am gonna try to though and I am probably gonna cry (I hate to cry in front of people, particularly the YW ). So tonight I don't care that my car smells like barf, or that the sink is covered in toothpaste and that no one liked dinner. Tonight I am going to go bed happy that I have people to love. Tomorrow we can just go buy an airfreshner. . . .again.