peace

Being a parent has definitely changed my view of the world. Before, I would have been sad about what happened at that elementary school in connecticut, but now that I have Seeley it affected me in a way that I can't even begin to explain. I have definitely been holding Seeley a bit closer these days and have been giving him lots of kisses and snuggles. It's so sad to think about what this stupid crazy idiot took away from those poor innocent children and their families. I have no idea how those parents are handling it and they have definitely been in my prayers. We've already been wrapping and putting Seeley's presents under the tree, and I can't imagine the pain those parents are feeling when they have to look at the tree and see their presents for their lost children that wont be used. So so sad! The other day on facebook I saw this picture on facebook and it immediately brought tears to my eyes because I knew it was true and that is what was happening.

I didn't go to my own ward yesterday since I went to my friend's baby blessing but my parents told an amazing story that a returned missionary told at their sacrament meeting. It was a story about how this family was at this monument place taking pictures and their little two year old was crawling around some tombstones and one fell on him and had hit him in the head. Well, this little boy wasn't doing well and they had called an ambulance for help. I guess things were really bad and blood was coming out of this child's ears. They wanted to try and get all the children away so they couldn't see, and one three year old said that he didn't want to leave because Jesus was there and he wanted to see Jesus. The person asked how he knew it was Jesus and he said because he looked like the guy in the picture at their house but instead of a red robe he was wearing a white one. The guy asked more questions and the little three year old said that Jesus was holding the little boy. The man then said he's holding his body? And the three year old responded saying not that body, but his other body and that Jesus was hugging the little boy and kissing his forehead and telling him that everything was going to be alright and that he was taking him home. The story brought even more tears to my eyes because it was just another conformation that Jesus was with those children that were killed the other day and even though this horrible thing happened to them they were taken care of and are in a much better place.