CHRISTmas time

Tonight as I type, my heart is so very full. I think back to where my family was this exact time last year. Quinn had lost his job, totaled the car and had started a new career that would take him away from his family. I was eight months pregnant and on the worst emotional roller coaster I have ever been on. That night, the start of the 12 days of Christmas, opened my eyes to how blessed I was. I was blessed to know who my Savior was and who I was in regards to him. I am daughter of God. He know our needs and will always provide for us. It might not be in the ways we had planned, but if we open our eyes and seek Him, we will see the blessings. I was blessed to have my family and my ward family that took it upon themselves to shower my family with love and compassion. Not a day went by that something was not left for my children on our door step or a phone call was made just to check in on us. Not a day went by that I did not know how much my Heavenly Father was watching out for me. In such a dark time, I have never felt closer to my Savior. Not a day goes by now that I do not see his sweet grace surround me. Yes, it was a hard time for my family. It was also the best time for us. My sons were shown the TRUE meaning of Christmas and I am forever grateful for that.