
This day has come again... 7 years ago, March 16th, was the most bittersweet day of our life.
Sweet because Michael and I welcomed the most beautiful and perfect little daughter into our life. Bitter because she could not stay with us. We soon realized we would have to wait a while
to have her and hold her. It broke our hearts and I've never felt such pain and sadness.
But we were soon comforted from the knowledge the Gospel brings.

We miss her so much and think of her everyday. I like to imagine what she would look like if
she were here on Earth. I know she would be beautiful. But would she be blond or brunette? Would she be quiet and shy like her mom or outgoing like her Dad and brothers? What would her interests be? Would she take to music or dancing or sports? How would she interact with her brothers? It's hard to be patient sometimes. I want to know now...

It gives me much comfort and joy to know Chambry now has the company of her younger brother, Spencer. Ever since he came into our life for a brief moment and then joined his sister, I have felt such peace and comfort knowing they are together and that this must be God's will. It wasn't an accident. I'm meant to raise some children here on Earth at this time and also meant to raise these other precious children during the millennium. What joy my heart will
feel as I raise these children in a world without Satan.
Joseph Smith promised that "after the Resurrection I will have all the joy, satisfaction, and pleasure, and even more than it would have been possible to have in mortality, in seeing my child grow to the full measure of the stature of its spirit."

Even though Chambry would only be 7 years old in mortal years, I understand that her spirit is
a beautiful and mature spirit busy doing the work our Heavenly Father has for her.
I imagine she walks through beautiful gardens, reads treasured books, plays and sings music all day, visits with loved ones, and helps her family here on Earth and helps the work move forward. I'm grateful to know we have her helping us along.

Saturday we visited her grave at the cemetery. It was the most beautiful day, full of sun and the promise of Spring. We brought her pretty pink flowers and a balloon. I reminded the boys that Chambry was not at the cemetery. It is just the place where her mortal body rests.
I told them that her spirit is alive and free and that she is with our Father in Heaven. They know that she is also with us often and we feel Chambry and Spencer in our home many times.
After we cleaned the grave, placed the flowers and took some pictures, the boys found the nearest climbing tree. (Boys will be boys....)
I love my children with all my heart. We have quite a few now...
It's hard to believe I'm the mother of 5. They all bring such joy to my heart.
Michael and I feel so blessed and honored they were given to us by a loving Father in Heaven.
We look forward and anticipate that most perfect day when we will gather all of our children together in our arms.
(all paintings by Sandra Kuck- I just love her work)