Specs On A Mountain...

Brett has had so much fun teaching Hunter to ski the past two months!I should say we, since I'm usually there as well, but that would be a lie, since I've had more frustration than fun...

We all know that Brett has more patience and athletic ability than I do for this sort of endeavor.

And that is probably why Hunter seems to do the above for his dad, and this...

...for me!

Can you spot anyone you know?! Hunter is the one on the ground, while Kye and dad watch helplessly as grandma tries to coax him up. (I'm the one at the bottom of the hill, in a self-imposed time-out, taking pictures.)

I guess I should feel happy that atleast Kye seemed to have fun with his mom...

Maybe because being carried up the rope-tow and down the hill seemed like a roller coaster ride, and he didn't have to do any work!

I dare say, Kye had A LOT of fun skiing!

I'm really okay with the fact that Hunter and his dad are just meant to have their own bond in this area. Next year, instead of being frustrated on a cold mountain, I'll be the one waiting at home in the warm house, drinking hot chocolate!

His Love

There's nothing like a too-close-to-home,

heart-wrenching tragedy to bring things into perspective...

Why is it that so often, something tragic has to happen in to force us to take a step back and

reflect on how important it is to

make the most of each precious minute?

My heart has been full this past week.
Full of sadness for a friend’s aching and loss.
Full of honor, for the privilege that I have had to know such an amazing, bright, happy spirit.
Full of gratitude for my own family's health

and our lives that truly are gifts to be treasured.
Full of appreciation for this wake-up call,

that has come at a crucial time in my children’s lives.
Full of yearning,

as I so desperately wish I could somehow help…

But I realize that there is only One

who can truly alleviate the pain and sorrow

we all will feel throughout this life.
And because of this, my heart is full of hope.
I am so grateful to my Savior,

Jesus Christ, for making that hope possible.

“His love will heal. His love will lead me… Though I am weak, He makes me whole again. He will heal the heart and soul with His love…”
Although my understanding is small, I cannot express how grateful I am for His Atonement, for His making it possible for families to reunite after this existence, and most of all, for His love.