I Can't Help But Remember

Every now and again something will spark all the memories, pain, grief and sadness I felt when Maloree died. I've had a new calling at church for the last few months to work with the Nursery age kids (18months-3 years.) I am really enjoying it, I see it through new eyes now that I have children of my own and they are older, the last time I was in nursery I only had Lydia.

Right now the kids who are coming into Nursery are the age Maloree would have been if she were here. I can't help but watch them and think about the things I never will see her do. I truly felt her near me in nursery on Sunday and was overcome with the love my Heavenly Father has for me. Even though it is still hard at times, I know I am blessed beyond what I probably deserve. I know that this life is but a small moment and I just need to endure it well. I pray that I take advantage of every little moment I am blessed to have with my family.