six

As I sit here, all the kids are in bed, the only noise is from the washing machine and the sound of the keyboard. I am thinking back to six years ago, I was at Southern Hills hospital at this time.  Just a few hours from now I was delivering Gabe.  That was still, hands down the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I am so thankful for my loving doctor that insisted I take the emotionally harder way, knowing that it would be better for me.  I am so thankful for him, and my family and friends that have helped me so much and have literally carried me through.

I have decided this year that I am not a fan of the month of September.  This year it seems that September has been so much harder than it has in years past.  I always think about Gabe and how he has changed our lives.  But it's different this year, I don't think I have not cried at least once a day these last few weeks.  

I still feel so grateful for the lessons and blessings that he has brought into my life and for the lessons that I still am learning.  I was able to spend this weekend at the temple, both Friday & Saturday night.  It was amazing.  I am really glad that I decided to continue the tradition and to spend time there during the weekend of the 17th.  

I found this song not to long ago & really like it.  

I just sit in amazement at how one little life can cause such mighty changes and can teach so much.