A friend of mine asked me today if Kenji ever stops moving. I told her that Taylor said once that we'd know if Kenji was dead, because he would stop moving. He even moves in his sleep. He is a mover and shaker, that one. But how can I complain? I've seen a few children with feeding tubes over the last month or so, lying listless and quiet; my heart breaks for their parents. So, even if my baby climbs me like I'm a mountain or bounces incessantly, I'll take it.
Tonight I read the talk by Elder Scott (one of Kenji Scott's namesakes) from this last General Conference (April 2011). It was called "The Eternal Blessings of Marriage". He related several touching experiences about his wife and his family, but one in particular stands out to me.
He said, "One night our little son Richard, who had a heart problem, awoke crying. The two of us heard it. Normally my wife always got up to take care of a crying baby, but this time I said, “I’ll take care of him.”
"Because of his problem, when he began to cry, his little heart would pound very rapidly. He would throw up and soil the bed clothing. That night I held him very close to try to calm his racing heart and stop his crying as I changed his clothes and put on new bedsheets. I held him until he went to sleep. I didn’t know then that just a few months later he would pass away. I will always remember holding him in my arms in the middle of that night."
I can't imagine the hole that losing a child must leave, or having no control but to watch or to struggle to comfort an ailing child, but I am grateful for Elder Scott's example of faith in the Plan of Salvation and the peace he exudes.
I am so utterly grateful for the health and growth of my children.
Three of Kenji's top front teeth broke through this weekend, with the fourth close behind. He will have sprouted six teeth in a matter of days! It is a relief to him and to me that they have finally cut through; he was miserable for a week or so there.
Taylor is maturing so well. It will only be a matter of weeks before he is taller than I am. He has a good handle on things--turning 12 and entering sixth grade has brought him many extra responsibilities, but he is adapting well. He often cares for Kenji when I need help--without being asked. He even got him to sleep this afternoon when Troy and I couldn't get him to calm down.
Gabrielle is also growing up to be such a young lady. She has a great blend of beauty and kindness. She is a great student and diligent with her work at school and at home. She is now working on a project of Japan for her school's fourth grade "Around the World" presentations. She has also created a fictional land with its own language, clothing, geography, plants, and natural resources as a project for her GATE class. It is pretty impressive. She even made up an alphabet and numbering system for her country.
Troy is still team roping. He won a little bit of money Thursday night at the Las Vegas "Helldorado Days" roping with Dell. He works hard at everything he does. He is my best friend and I am grateful for him. He is loyal to me and he loves our children deeply.
I'm mostly grateful for the way the Lord has guided and continues to guide my life. I'm glad He protects me from myself (making stupid choices) and I'm glad He doesn't give me my way when I don't need what I think I need. He has helped me to change, to be more positive and happy; I hope I can continue to have the courage to allow Him to keep working with me. I have a long way to go, I know, but it doesn't worry me anymore. I am just grateful for each new day because I get to start again.
Took the kids to Salt Lake to see Mom and Dad off on their mission and to visit with Cindy and family. Had a great weekend there. On the way home we stayed over in Cedar City and then headed up to Zion National Park for part of a day. So this is the picture I'm posting today: the kids at Zion.
