Heavy Heart...

My friend Joie lost her little boy Lincoln yesterday afternoon. He just didn't wake up from his nap. I am completely devastated for her. My heart is broken. Lincoln was the sweetest little boy. He had a grin that lit up the room. He had eyes that looked into your soul. He was also special needs. He had just started to crawl. He was clapping. He was progressing. He brought joy into the lives of everyone around him. He oozed love. He was a fighter. His parents are perfect examples of unconditional love. They were completely obsessed with him and could not be prouder of his accomplishments. I am grateful for my testimony of life after death. I am grateful to know that Lincoln is in the loving arms of his Heavenly Father. I am grateful that he has been made whole through the Atonement of Jesus Christ. I pray that Joie, Shane, and Jezelle will be comforted as they grieve and they will feel the love of everyone near and far.

Are you Santa?

Madi met my parent's neighbor Henley today. He has long white hair and a long white beard...some would say he is a hippy. Okay everyone says that. Anyway after a few minutes of staring at him and not saying a word she pops out with "Are you Santa?" to which he quickly replied "Well some people call me that." hahaha!