I was just reminded of something that happened with Evan a couple of weeks ago that I realized I had to get written down so we could always remember it.
It was a Saturday and everyone was bustling around except Evan. He seemed kind of quiet. I passed him on my way to the laundry room and saw that he was taking our Dallin scrapbook down from the shelf. I gave him a little smile and went to do my thing. A few minutes later I came into the family room and saw him sitting on the couch with the book in his lap and tears in his eyes. Oh, to say it was heart-wrenching would be an understatement. I asked him what was wrong and he said he missed his brother and wishes he were still alive. We had a small cry together as I told him that I did, too. I told him that I often wonder how our lives would be different with a 10-year-old in the house and we talked about how Dallin might do things with Evan.
A couple of minutes into our chat, Michael and Maren happened to be walking by and they stopped to talk with us about it. We all ended up hugging and comforting each other. It was a really special time. It has seemed to me on many occasions, but was confirmed to me that day, that Evan has a real and special connection with Dallin. We are all comforted to know that we will see him again and we'll never be separated again. For Evan (yes, and us) it seems like such a long time away. But, like I tell the kids all the time, it will be here quicker than you think. That's how it always happens. Before I know it I'll be old and gray(er) and ready to leave this life. It's comforting to know that some of my family will be there waiting for me.
It was a Saturday and everyone was bustling around except Evan. He seemed kind of quiet. I passed him on my way to the laundry room and saw that he was taking our Dallin scrapbook down from the shelf. I gave him a little smile and went to do my thing. A few minutes later I came into the family room and saw him sitting on the couch with the book in his lap and tears in his eyes. Oh, to say it was heart-wrenching would be an understatement. I asked him what was wrong and he said he missed his brother and wishes he were still alive. We had a small cry together as I told him that I did, too. I told him that I often wonder how our lives would be different with a 10-year-old in the house and we talked about how Dallin might do things with Evan.
Even now it's really emotional to think about that time we spent together looking through those pictures. Are we so blessed to have three healthy, living children? Yes. Do we still feel a loss in our family, like someone is missing? Yes. And not just me and Michael. We all do.
A couple of minutes into our chat, Michael and Maren happened to be walking by and they stopped to talk with us about it. We all ended up hugging and comforting each other. It was a really special time. It has seemed to me on many occasions, but was confirmed to me that day, that Evan has a real and special connection with Dallin. We are all comforted to know that we will see him again and we'll never be separated again. For Evan (yes, and us) it seems like such a long time away. But, like I tell the kids all the time, it will be here quicker than you think. That's how it always happens. Before I know it I'll be old and gray(er) and ready to leave this life. It's comforting to know that some of my family will be there waiting for me.
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that is precious, sweet, tender hearted boy!
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