Courage

This has been hard.

Driving home last Tuesday with an empty car seat
strapped in the back was the hardest thing I have ever
had to do.

Being told I could take my baby home one day, then
the next day being told it would be later, then later, was
heartbreaking again and again.

So many wonderful, loving, supportive people tried
to tell me "things could be worse," or "it's only a short time."

I had a really, really hard time allowing these words to comfort me.
I knew we were so blessed to not have things much, much worse -
but I didn't have my baby and I was miserable.

Then my knight in shining armor read me something I really
needed to hear:

7. My son, peace be unto thy soul; thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be
but a small moment;  8. And then, if thou endure it well, God shall exalt thee
on high; thou shalt triumph over all thy foes.  9. Thy friends do stand by thee,
and they shall hail thee again with warm hearts and friendly hands.  (D&C 121: 7-9)

 This is love.

Yeah, this whole experience has sucked.  I would never wish

it on anyone.  But, I have grown so much these past two weeks.

I have never cried so much.

I have never fallen on my knees so many times.

I have never pleaded and begged so hard.

and in the end

I have never felt so much comfort, peace, love, and courage.

Thank you all for your love, prayers, and words of encouragement.

I thought we would never make it through all of this, but
tomorrow is the big day!

9 hours and counting!!