Not forgotten

Today in church was the primary program. I had a hard time not being consumed with Owen in my mind. Where was his class sitting, would they have facetimed him like last year or would he have had a part? 

The songs bought the spirit and many were favorites of Owen's and mine. The first song, I think it was the first, was "I know that my Redeemer lives". What no one knew is that was the first song Lenn and I sang in the first sacrament meeting at Primary Children's. I'm not sure we made it through the first line before we both lost our composure. It's an 'Owen' song now.

Near the end of the program, a boy named Mack got up to say his part. He started talking and soon said Owen's name. Of course we all started listening intently to hear what all he had to say. Tears started streaming down my face as I felt the sweet spirit as this little friend of Owen's finished speaking. 

They finished by singing 'I'll walk with you' which was song by primary kids and cousins at his funeral.
I love that Owen had an impact on these children but my heart also hurts for them as they learned the harsh reality of life and death.

Thank you Mack for your love and friendship. May you always remember Owen and his love for you and all his little buddies. Thank you to your sweet mom, Sue, too.

Tender mercies

One night I decided to go cut a bouquet for my angel boys. As I walked around to the front of the house I looked to the horizon and saw something so beautiful! It was like they were telling me they were there and always would be.