Happy Valentine's Day

You know I realized how loved I am and cared about both by family here and on the other side. It struck me as I was driving home from Tracie’s today. But first I want to give some background to the story--

It ended up that I had Valentine’s Dinner with the Fillerup’s. I went out earlier to deliver the kids’ Valentine remembrance for each of them. I still have yet to deliver the other Valentine goodies to the K's, Hallows' and Fryer's.

Tracie was preparing dinner. I had a few other errands to run. I dropped off the three older kids to go play in the “hollow” in their neighborhood. I drove by it and it looked like soooo much fun and should be playing in the snow and enjoy the daylight and fun in the snow at the same time. The kids were delighted at my suggestion and were tickled to be relieved of homework and Tracie from being the “bad guy” with the drudgery of everyday homework.

Anyway I went on to run my errands to pick up two gallons of alkaline H20 in Pleasant Grove. Tracie’s car was best to drive to take the kids to the park, since my car was still loaded with clothes from the old house closet to be carried into my new closet space. I noticed the car was in need of a bath and car wash. I had a prepaid card for my own car so decided to run the car through the car wash just close to the place I get my water, and surprise her. The car really looked like brand new. I know with the salt on the roads, it oxidizes (rusts out) the car if not attended to on a regular (minimum 2xs a month) routine during the winter, snowy months. I felt a prompting to wash the car, following through to do it and thought about that later when I was on the way back to Highland.

We sat down to a lovely candlelight dinner with rose petals on the table and wrapped napkins with a red bow. Tracie had prepared a scrumptious meal and we sat down to eat when Jared came home. Aaron and Candice were going out to a Sweetheart Ball at Thanksgiving Point for the evening, and had her niece come to babysit the kids.

Before we finished dinner, Aaron called and asked when I would be home. I figured a half hour. Well, Parker was having a hard time and had cried for an hour since they left. I heard that and shorten my visit and was back home in fifteen minutes. Parker wanted a familiar face I supposed and Grandma was the closest he could get. He settled down but I felt bad for Megan, not knowing what to do to calm him. He fell asleep on my lap while he and I watched TV. He has been sick this week and I think he missed his Mommy even more. He always looks like such an angel when he is asleep, like most toddlers.

We read in Alma 32 this morning about angels attending us, where Alma testifies that angels minister to men, women, and children. I felt my two children who are on the other side of the veil as I turned on the CD player. The song, "Oh, Danny Boy" played and my eyes teared at the reminder of my two children and always feel a comfort of the holy ghost and a peace when I hear the song. It was a sweet reminder that they are close by and near me often, and it descended as the dews from heaven.

Post Script--

I need to mention here that I was pleasantly surprised with a lovely bouquet of flowers from Aaron. He wrote the sweetest card and had a sensitivity to do the flowers for me since I had NO other Valentine in my life. I appreciate so much the gesture and I will say it made my day complete. I am so thankful he took the time and wrote on the card thoughts from the heart...I feel very blessed as well as touched.