General Conference weekend and Easter right in a row have encouraged me to think about life and these three faces you see pictured above. I can't stand how quickly time moves. Bennett is now potty trained, Darla is teaching herself how to read and Tate wants to sit up and reach everything in sight. All three of them have become so strong in just a few short weeks. Had the chance to meet with the cardiologist this week and Tate is doing perfect. He is no longer on his dose of Aspirin and doesn't have to be seen again until a year from now. Whenever I stop to think about his little life I am speechless. He is literally a angel.
While watching
General Conference I was emotional. I felt connected to more talks than in past years. Those eight hours seemed to be eight minutes. Darla watched and was still for pretty much the whole thing. Remarkable. Bennett would run up to the TV screen and say "Hello President Eyring!" over and over again. They loved the music and were so much a part of the Spirit of the whole weekend. I don't seem to have the words lately to express the fullness of my heart. How blessed we are.
