A lot has happened since I last wrote and I have a lot of things I want to write about. I hope I get to them before other things take their places. The main reasons I haven't been writing has a lot to so with someone being sick pretty much since the first of the year. We have had strep throat, stomach flu--twice, asthma, high blood sugars (almost made us thankful for the two lows that he had this morning), various flu-like viruses and one night in the hospital. In addition, we have had a broken growth plate in one big toe. I do not get sick very often, but I have been sick three times in the last three months. Not good when mom is out. Warmer weather, which of course presents a different set of problems for Taylor, can not come fast enough for the rest of us!
Thirteen years ago today I was at an aquarium in the Gateway Shopping Center in Salt Lake City. I was with my sister-in-law, JuNette; her son Andrew and my three oldest children. Spencer had just turned five the day before, Taylor was three and a half, and Emma was 22 months. The aquarium was new and small, but we enjoyed our time there. After we had been there for some time JuNette handed me her phone and said that Destry had been trying to get a hold of me for quite some time. Destry told me not to worry, but that he and Christine were driving to my childhood home in Springville to check on my dad because no one had heard from him and he hadn't shown up to pick up my mom from the hospital. My siblings and I had been worried about my mom's welfare because she had had a gastric bypass surgery to help her to loose weight and to improve both her health and her quality of life. The surgery had gone well and she was ready to come home on this day 13 years ago. Oddly, my dad neve
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