Scary thing happened today...

Today has been a really peaceful day for me. I have gotten the things I wanted done, finished and it was just really relaxed. So when it was time to go get Cadence I was annoyed to find myself in a hurry. For no reason. I kept looking at the clock while I was getting Rory and Beckah ready for the walk and saying to myself, "There is plenty of time! Why am I feeling like I need to hurry?" It was irritating.

This persisted all the way to the school and while we waited for Cady to get out. One of my mom friends even commented that I seemed agitated and asked if I was okay. So Cady comes running out, talking a mile a minute and I can barely listen to her because an urgent wave of hurry hit me again. I could hear it in my head! You need to hurry home! So I get Cadence walking the right direction and we start walking home at a good clip. Exactly a block from the school the hurry feeling just evaporated. It was crazy and I literally came to a stop and looked up. And right there, in the middle of the street (during the busiest time of day) was a little girl, about Rory's age. Just standing there in the middle of the street looking very confused. There are cars coming so I do what I hope anyone would do, I put the brake on the stroller and dash out to the street and snatch her up and carry her back to the side walk.

Once I had her safe off the street I got down and asked her if she was lost. She told me that she couldn't find her mom. She pointed to the van parked cross the street and told me that was her car, but her mom wasn't in it and she didn't know where she was. I asked her if she wanted to stay with us while we waited for her mom to come. She said yes and Cadence took her hand and we crossed the street to the play ground right next to her mom's van. We can see the school from here and I kept expecting to see a mom running our way calling this girls name. But I didn't.

The little girl told us her name and what her mom looked like and then I had them play at the little park while I called 911. The Dispatcher was very nice and asked me a bunch of questions, some of which I didn't have answers to. Then she asked me, "Can you wait there with her or do you have somewhere you need to be?" I was floored by this question. What kind of person wouldn't wait?

I replied, "Of course I can wait. There isn't anything I can think of that would be more important than making sure this girl finds her family."

The dispatcher stayed on the phone with me while we waited for the police officers to arrive. The little girl was playing very nicely with my girls and it was braking my heart thinking her mom was probably losing her mind with worry right now. Then I see a woman matching the girls description of her mom running with two other kids down the block towards us. They were coming from the school. I told the dispatcher that I was pretty sure we found the mom.

As the woman got close the little girl called out to her and broke into a run. Her momma snatched her up so quick and then practically sagged to the ground. Her other two kids weren't far behind. I about started crying. The mom was crying. I quietly came over and told the mom who I was and how we had found her little girl. The dispatcher told us to wait for the police to get there. Mom had just enough time to get herself back together before the police arrived. The two officers were very kind and were glad that everything had worked out and that they weren't needed after all. The older of the two pulled out some stickers for the older kids and then they went on their way.

The mom sat down on the bench and let the kids play and I sat down with her. She thanked me so many times. I told her that I only did what I would hope someone else would have done had it been one of my kids. Turns out it really was her van that the little girl was trying to get into. :o) She told me that her kids were on the swings at the school when she turned away for a few seconds to say bye to a friend. When she turned back the little girl wasn't there. She looked all around but didn't see her. The panic didn't set in right away. In the end they had most of the school staff looking for this little girl and were just getting ready to call the police when the mom thought to check the car and see if she had made her way back there. That's when she saw me at the park and she said hope just flooded her heart. Suddenly she was sure that her daughter was with me. I hugged her then and told her I was so glad that I had been in the right place at the right time. We sat watching the kids for a bit. Then I asked her name.

We sat there and talked about nothing topics for almost 45 minutes, letting the kids play.

Before we left she gave me a huge hug. Our older girls exchanged numbers to have a play date. It seemed odd to be saying goodbye in such a normal way, considering how the whole thing started.

I know, in my heart, that the Lord was hurrying me. I can't tell you how glad I am that I hurried.

Rory's 3 months and other news

Rory was three months old on the 2nd! She is showing much more of her personality now and is spending most of the day awake. Cady loves this! She loves to help take care of her sister during the day and there is always something to do. Rory has officially entered the drooling phase of babyhood. I was worried that she was teething at first since Cady had her first tooth at 2 and 1/2 months but it seems that she is just drooly and not in any pain. Here are her 3 month pictures. I decided to just wait and post the nice ones for you instead of junk ones from the crappy camera on the actual day of.

My other new is of a sad nature. On Thursday I got a call from my sis-in-law, Heather. She told me that my OB/GYN, Dr. Kahle, had taken his own life Nov. 29th. (Thanks again Heather for the call...I would have missed his funeral if not for your thoughtfulness) I spent most of Thursday in shock. I called my mom and asked her to double check and make sure that it was indeed my Dr. Kahle and not someone else. Sadly my mom confirmed that it was he. I spent most of the day Friday either angry or sad. Angry because I didn't want to find a new doctor! He was the BEST doctor. He was always so kind and concerned about me and my family. He was patient and thorough. He had a great sense of humor and always made me feel comfortable (not easy to do in his line of work). He delivered both my babies. He would always answer Cady's million and one questions at my OB appointments. I was very angry that I was going to have to replace him. He was one of a kind and irreplaceable. My anger would give way to sadness and a million questions that I will never have answers to. Dr. Kahle was a very giving man. He served an honorable mission and married a wonderful woman in the temple. He has four beautiful children aging from sixteen to seven. He was serving as a member of the bishopric in his ward and was always willing to serve others when they needed him and especially when they didn't. My biggest question was why someone who had so much and had lived such a good life would choose to end it? Why would he choose not to be here to baptize his youngest son or see his children marry and have children of their own? Why didn't he tell someone how he was feeling? What was going to happen to him now?

His funeral was amazing. It was like attending stake conference here in Vegas. The Chapel was packed all the way to the stage. It was impossible to find a parking space. There were so many people there who had been touched by this one man. Many had come to the church because of his example of charity and love. I was in awe and deeply saddened that we had to be there at all! His closest friend and colleague gave a beautiful eulogy. I could tell it was the hardest thing he had ever done. His bishop spoke and the spirit during his words was so thick I felt like I was breathing it. He spoke of his own guilt and anger, and how he wished that he had answers to give. He then spoke words that touched me. He said that Dr. Kahle knew he made a mistake. We knew that he had made a mistake. But one mistake did not erase an entire life time of goodness, kindness, and loving. The Lord will take into account our entire life in his final judgement. Those words brought me so much peace. It made me so sad to think that a man who had done so much good in his life wouldn't get the credit for it. I was also gently reminded that the right to judge was the Lords alone.

I left that service with a much lighter heart. I also felt my Testimony strengthened. I know that Jesus is the Christ and that He knows our hearts and minds. I know that He loves me despite my many mistakes and that it is only through Him that I can receive salvation. I know that He will never give me more than I can bear and that when I think that I can't go on all I have to do is turn to Him and He will ease my burdens. I know that I am a member of his true church.

I will miss Dr. Kahle. I am sad that he choose what he did. I pray for his family, that they may feel the love of the Lord in what must feel like a very dark time. I am so thankful for the knowledge that I have of eternal life! It brings me comfort to know that this life is only the beginning. I say these things in the name of Jesus Christ, amen.