Three things to say today:
1) Remember that young man in my ward I told you about? He was injured in a freak snowmobiling accident and they thought he would die that night. Well, he didn't die that night, thanks to lots of fasting and prayer. He lived until last Friday at Primary Children's Medical Center, where he gently passed away having never regained consciousness. His family is heartbroken, but have had a lot of special experiences while up there. Elder Hales of the Quorum of the Twelve kind of took them under his wing and was a strong support to them. He will be there tomorrow at the funeral, which I think is so awesome that he would fit that into his schedule. Like Ben pointed out, "to mourn with those who mourn." Anyhow, they have asked the young men and young women to sing "A Child's Prayer" at his funeral. Hopefully they can get through it (and me by default)! Death is so crappy. But I am so thankful there is hope in our Redeemer!
2) On a happy note, today Ben shocked me by tricking me into thinking he went to work when he just went birthday shopping! When I walked in from outside he was standing there folding laundry and about gave me a heart attack!! Then he took us on a picnic as a part of the "birthday weekend." I have a great husband. I love him dearly!
3) I got a full body massage this morning as a birthday present from myself. It was totally amazing! I enjoyed myself immensely. And Livi watched some of the special features from "The Lord of the Rings" with me today, and is now calling herself "hobbit" and her daddy "daddy hobbit!" Cutest kid ever, what can I say!
So the moral of the story is: there are weeds with the flowers, there is salt in the sugar cookie, and our first parents were thrust out of the garden of Eden. What can we learn from this? I guess . . . smell those flowers, eat the sugar cookie, and be thankful Mother Eve paid the price on child birth and there are now epidurals. Also, life is fragile, handle with prayer.