Trevin's first big seizure happened on Easter morning, also during conference like this year. Almost on the same day. Trevin's event happened on April 3. I guess I could have bad feelings about Easter, but I have always felt like it was so fitting that such a hard thing should happen during Easter. My sister in law Becky brought us a card that had a sticker on it that said "Easter is a time for Miracles". It gave us hope and strength to carry whatever burden we needed to. We tried to face our fears using the Savior as our perfect example of obedience, love and faith. Easter still is a time for miracles, we just need to recognize the miracles because they aren't always what we are looking for.
I can't believe that it has been 4 months since I wrote last. i have composed several posts in my mind, but between school and life it just hasn't made it to the actual blog! This has been a really rough semester. I have been in a class that has brought me to the brink of my emotions. I also have six classes. Way too many for a mom with a job and a church calling and 5 kids to take care of. I mean these kids just keep wanting to eat and have clean clothes!! Unbelievable. The good news is that it is almost over.
This second year since Tatum died has been a lot harder than the first year. Not sure why that has been, but the emotions have been so high these past few months. I have been missing her so much. It could be a combination of severe fatigue coupled with grief. that is always a volatile cocktail. It seems like Hilary has been talking about her a lot, which I welcome. The other day we were driving in the car and she just randomly said "I never got to see Jesus". I told her that I didn't either. Then she said "no when he came to get Tatum!" This peaked my interest. I was wondering if she was going to tell me who came to pick Tatum up. I said "who came to get Tatum if it wasn't Jesus?" Then she said, "I only got to see the man in the black coat!" Then I realized that she was talking about Tatum's body, and she was remembering the mortician. I was sad for a second and then I realized that those were her own memories from 2 years ago! She really remembers Tatum and a lot of what happened. This made my heart sing. That has been a wish of mine, for her to have her own memories of Tatum. Maybe seeing the mortician take her away was not the memory I was hoping for, but I know there are others if she remembers that. See, Easter miracles!!
These past four months have been filled with exciting things. Halea got her mission call to Iquitos, Peru. She leaves on June 30, straight to the Peruvian MTC. We are so excited for her. For her spring break she was able to go to Washington DC for a few days with some kids from her school. She is living the College dream!