The first week of this semester, my grandma Bobbie Lou Hansen passed away. Two and 1/2 weeks later, my niece Avery Grace Hansen was born.
Grandma's passing was very difficult. I witnessed her last few moments at her house. I saw her put into the ambulance. I was at the hospital with my dad when we received the news that she had a severe cerebral hemorrhage and most likely wouldn't last the hour. I witnessed the blessing of release my father gave her. I stayed up most of the night in the ICU with dad. I heard the phone calls. I had to break the news to Tyler. I spent the next two days in the hospital.
I heard her talk to me one last time:
"Goodbye grandma. I have to go back to school."
"You have to go back to school?"
"Yes. I love you grandma."
"I love you too, honey."
Four days after she passed was Easter. I finally have an appreciation for Easter. Not that I didn't before. But our past Easters were filled with Easter egg hunts, Easter baskets, and hard-boiled eggs. This past Easter didn't have any of that. It was simply filled with the Savior and his Resurrection. I love the Savior, and I'm grateful for his Atonement. I know I'll see grandma again someday. I look forward to that day. I just regret I took for granted her presence while she was on this earth.
Grandma, I love you! I can't wait to see you again!
Last weekend, I had the opportunity to go home for Father's Day and see Avery for the first time.
She is really precious. But I had a hard time bonding with her. Probably because she spit up on me the first night. But on Sunday afternoon, I was really tired, so I laid her on my chest and we both slept. It was very comfortable and I felt like we bonded a little more.
I think part my lack of bonding with her is the fact that she's still very newborn-ish. When she gets a little older, we'll get along much better :)
In spite of this, I still had tons of fun with my other nieces and nephew! On Saturday, I pushed Brinley in the swing and jumped on the tramp with her and Kinsee and Stockton. Then we all, along with mom, dad, & Joni, went to Rupes and got milkshakes. Joni went to Wal-Mart and bought Tangled and about a billion movie candies in the boxes that you get at movie theaters. We then watched the movie on our big screen TV and ate the candies and popcorn. It was a magical day.
On Father's Day, I about fell over with laughter as I heard Stockton say to my brother (his dad) on the phone "Before we bid farewell, dad, I have to tell you something." What 7-year-old says that kind of thing? I felt like I was transferred back into a Jane Austen novel. It was great!
My weekend ended Monday morning with an awesome dance party with Brinley. I was almost late to class, but it was totally worth it!
I love those kids so much and was very grateful for the opportunity to spend a weekend with them. It was definitely worth it. In a time of much sorrow for my family, those kids bring joy. I was reminded of how sweet and simple life can be. With every hard or sad event comes joy. As Elder Uchtdorf says "...the love of the Son of God pierces all darkness, softens all sorrow, and gladdens every heart."
Hard times will come. But joy will soon follow if we stay faithful and look to the light: our Savior Jesus Christ.
