Doing Better...

I have been doing a lot better with the passing of my uncle Brant. I did start crying this past Friday when I realized the time. It was the exact time that my mom had called me telling me of the accident. I cried a little Saturday when I realized that it was the day of his funeral. Sunday was probably the worst. I really felt like I needed to bear my testimony yesterday. The whole morning while I was getting ready my heart was pounding. I literally felt sick when I was sitting up there waiting for my turn. I cried while I was giving it (who knows if anyone even understood), but I needed Stew and the kids to know that I do have a testimony of the Gospel. I also wanted Stew and the kids to know how much I love them and how proud and appreciative I am of Stew. I finished, walked to the bathroom, and just cried. When I felt better I went back to the chapel. I was doing pretty good until one of the girls in my ward told me how much she enjoyed my testimony and how sorry she was to hear about my uncle. I lost it. I cried SO much.

I miss Brant so much and I hope he knows how much I still love him. I am definitely looking forward to starting to feel better about this.

So...until next time......