Sundays

I think I've decided that Sundays are the hardest days. I think it's because we stop from our crazy week and just enjoy the spirit of the day, the lessons we learned, the renewing of covenants, but most of all a spiritual connection between Heaven and Earth, the things we believe, and the things we hope for, the dreams we hold onto and the people we love. All of these are what I hold close to my heart. During the week these are all part of my daily life, but on Sundays is when I tend to listen a little closer, love a little deeper, and hold out for hope stronger. Sundays are my hardest days but also the healing days..
Today we attended two sacrament meetings. The first was to our old ward where one of Tanner's good friends was having his mission farewell, I knew this would be hard but I also knew that Alex needed our family's support. I sometimes have to remember that I'm not the only one that is hurting. They have shared our joys and our heartaches as our families have grown up together. This was a day I have longed for with Tanner, When he was about 10 I found a book that is called "mommy do I have to serve a mission". It's about a little boy who was afraid to leave his mom. I gave this to Tanner with a letter written on the first page from his mom, Telling him of his strengths and courage and that Heavenly Father would never leave him alone, and that his mother would always be close.(I have kept my word, he never leaves my heart). I think of his mission he is now serving and I couldn't be more proud of the young man he is, serving his mission on the other side. Alex I am so proud of you, serve well.

The next sacrament was at our own ward. We received a new bishopric today. Though I am grateful for the new bishopric ( they will be awesome), I am saddened at the release of our passed leaders. I can't begin to tell you of the love that I have for these three men. Our dear Bishop Bingham was a source of strength comfort, encouragement to us as we faced our trial. Weekly he would visit Tanner and I in Salt Lake, aways with a message or challenge for us to work on during the week knowing he would be back to receive a report. First visiting with Tanner, then with me as we walk out. He was not there just to see Tanner, but he was there for me, making sure Tanner's mom was ok too. I will never forget what he has done for our family. His counselors were the same, always there when blessing were needed, for someone to talk too, or a prayer to be said, so grateful for there time and love.

Tanner We love and miss you
Kristi