it has been nine years since my dad passed away. i can't believe it has been that long. i miss him everyday and think about him often. we went to the cemetery to visit his grave. we went on a sunday afternoon. it was actually my birthday which was kind of bitter-sweet.
somebody was a little grumpy because they fell asleep on the way there. the other half was super excited and ready to go!
dan usually takes the kids on a walk and lets me have a little time to myself to reflect on things. fortunately while they were gone dan happened to find two lollipops in his pocket so logan perked right up.
i love when logan asks me about my dad. he asks me what he was like and is understanding that he is his grandpa. he loves to look at pictures of him. logan is getting to the age where he understands a little bit about life and death (although i don't think he realizes how permanent death is). we have had some very tender conversations about the plan of salvation and how we will see my dad again. i am grateful for these experiences and also for the knowledge that the gospel brings.
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