Well I am a blubbering mess. For those of you who know me you know that I don't cry-or at the very least it is rare. Today I have found myself with tears pouring down my face several times. The first was when I read my friend Shannon's blog. Shannon is my friend who runs Haitian Roots (which you all know is where a part of my heart belongs). Anyway she tells of two little ones that they sponsor to go to school in Haiti who's family has experienced great tragedy. This family has 7 children, the dad isn't working and due to a flood they have lost their home and are living in a ravine. My heart was full to overflowing wanting to do something, anything to help these children.
Then my sister, who obviously wanted to see if she could get me crying sent me an e-mail called 99 balloons. There really are no words to describe how the loss of this little boy touched me. These parents understood about living a life that matters and in their words-"we are only as far away from you as it takes for us to meet you on the other side." I have a sick little baby. He is fevery and very miserable. In a rare quiet moment I held him in my arms while he slept and read the tribute to President Hinckley in the Ensign. Now there is a man who knew what it meant to live a life that matters. In his words, "I have been quoted as saying, 'do the best you can, but I want to emphasize that it be the very best. We are to prone to be satisfied with mediocre performance. We are capable of doing so much better. We must get on our knees and plead with the Lord for help and direction. We must then stand on our feet and move forward."
In this moment of my day I feel committed to living my life so that it matters. I want so much to have the Lord behind me, to stand and to move my feet forward. Shannon quoted Jeddediah Grant who said, "I feel as if I could say to the mountains and to all HELL, get out of my way or I will kick you out! I am not going to surrender!" I hope I have the strength to live my life in exactly that way!
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Ok, so when I talked to you I told you I had read what you wrote today. I was wrong. I had read yesterday's. I am sorry you had an emotional day because I know you hate to cry, but you are a great mom and I know you will make it! I love you.
you always help inspire me to be better. thank you.
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