3 Months

It's hard to believe that only three months have passed since Paul's death. To me, it feels more like a hundred years. Each day brings some fresh reminder of what I am missing. I started to make a list, but it quickly deteriorated into an exercise in self-torture--and I realized it would take days, or even months to complete. So I'll spare us all. Instead, I will list the good things that have happened in the last three months:

Tyler and Brandi had a healthy baby girl, Chloe Rae.

Chloe sleeps through the night--not so much a big deal for me, but HUGE for her parents.

Hayden got braces.

Jacob has a new bike--it's for his birthday, but he got it a few weeks early.

Parker did well on the ACT (he beat my math score, but I totally skunked him in English.)

Cameron got a space maintainer to prepare for braces in the summer.

I got a grant to help pay for school.

We are following the counsel of the prophet to get out of debt.

General Conference was tailor-made for our family.

We continue to be blessed by the generosity of those around us.

We spent many wonderful hours together as a family enjoying the snow. Alas, ski season is over for the year.

We haven't starved to death, not that we were ever in danger of doing so, I just thought it was nice that we haven't. Wouldn't you agree?

The grass is green. Jacob's hair isn't.

Our roof doesn't leak.

I am getting closer to finishing my bedroom remodel--choosing paint is hard, especially when you don't make time to go to a paint store.

No more black marks on the clothes--Hallelujah!

I have six fewer inches of hair length to deal with.

I no longer look like I did in this picture:


Of course, that change didn't happen in the past three months, but I rediscovered the picture during that time period, so it's fair game!