Life is crazy. My brother Bryan is going through some pretty harsh depression and it is eating away at him and the rest of us. Poor Sarah and the kids. I don't have the time to go into detail, other than this has been the first BIG HIT for our "perfect" family- so I used to think. It is good for me to experience this. This is where the Gospel rings true and come alive in life.
I love my children. I am so blessed to be a mom to two beautiful, healthy boys. It is hard work. Hardest work I have ever experienced. But, it's good and it's true.
I love my husband. I love that I feel secure and loved by him.
Life is precious and I need to realize this more. I hope and ache for Bryan. I hope he comes out of this dark place- whether it be months or years ahead- I hope he comes back.
