October 26, 2017
Hyrum,
It’s your fourth birthday. We had sprinkle
waffles and hot chocolate for breakfast because I thought it would be something
you’d have enjoyed. We played, made messes, built a fort, had a nice dinner as
a family, cleaned up the house, and watched a silly Halloween movie. Dad went
to work for a while. Emmit had a couple classes at the school and his two
online classes as well as play practice. Howard had his online class and later
spent some time designing a house, just for fun. Henry spent a lot of time
practicing typing. He wants to create so many stories. I bet you like stories. I
made dinner for someone in need today. She had a great-grandbaby born the same
day we buried you in the ground almost 4 years ago. I was grateful to be able
to help someone else today. Sometimes it’s easy to get sad about life when we
only think of ourselves. There are so many people to love out there. You taught
me so much about that.
We couldn’t get any balloons today, but we
will release some for you tomorrow. I wish I knew your favorite color.
I’ve been thinking of you so much lately.
There are so many moments when I pause, look around, and have a feeling someone
is missing. It’s not actually a bad feeling. It’s oddly comforting. I feel
you’re here with your brothers and sister. I sense your tender presence when we
are laughing and playing together. I imagine what you’d be doing if you were
right here with us in so many different moments. I see you giving your dad a
hug when he comes home from work. I see you jumping on the trampoline with
Bobbi and Stanley. I sometimes imagine you coming in to see what I’m up to
while I’m cooking or lying down to read a book. I even imagine what kind of
silly things you’d argue with your siblings about or whether you’d like what
we’re eating for dinner.
I can’t wait to really hold you in my arms
again. I know when I held you as a baby your spirit was gone, but that’s all I
have. The pain I felt giving birth to you was agonizing. It hurt so badly to
know you wouldn’t be able to say family prayers with us or join us for fun
vacations and family outings. Thinking
about the plans we had made for the nursery and watching you grow up was so painful
at first. It still hurts sometimes but I feel grateful to know I will have you
in my arms someday. I’ll see your smile, hear your voice and ask you so, so
many questions.
I hope you’re getting to know Uncle Sam. I
wish he didn’t have to leave us so soon but I know Heavenly Father has a plan
for him, and for us. It’s so hard to say goodbye to those we love. I am
comforted by my faith. It keeps me smiling, serving, and persevering each day,
no matter how hard. Life is so beautiful and precious.
I’m glad I have a few photos of myself while
pregnant with you. The first 18 weeks I was so sick I hardly felt alive but I
remember feeling a connection with you. It’s hard to explain. I don’t know if
anyone who hasn’t been through something like this can understand. I know the
Savior can. I find so much comfort in His atoning sacrifice and love. I am trying
everyday to be more like Him. It can be so hard sometimes. I am so grateful
that my last couple weeks with you in my womb were happy times. I was starting
to feel so much better. I even went hiking with the boys! I will always cherish
that time at Zion National Park when I was with “all my boys” having fun.
I hope you know how much we love you and
think of you. I hope you feel that love. I really do.
Love Always,
Your mother
PS I wonder if you’d call me mommy or mom.
I’m usually called mom most often, but occasionally mommy. If Emmit says it he
wants to ask me for something. Bobbi calls me mommy most often.
PPS It’s bittersweet to watch her grow and
change so fast. I wonder often if she and you were close before she joined us
here on earth.



































