GRATITUDE

It has been a while. Not that nothing has happened. Dad's birthday, my birthday, Father's Day and everything else. But the summer in Utah means mowing the lawn, pruning roses, and on and on. So here I am again. We are in Virginia. We have witnessed Lanie's baptism, Tyler becoming an Elder and receiving his Patriarchal Blessing. All events were wonderful. Now we spend a few days just doing stuff.

Yesterday was our 43rd Anniversary. To celebrate, Dad was working on the demolition of Samantha's bathroom downstairs. The toilet needed to be removed. He couldn't loosen all of the bolts, so he pulled and pulled. Guess he's stronger than he thought. Broke the tank in bits. In the process he cut his wrist badly. After he carried a bunch of stuff to the garbage can, he realized he was leaving a trail of blood. He had a deep cut on his wrist about 3 inches long. (Actually it turned out to be 4 centimeters.) Samantha took us to Patient First. As soon as they saw what had happened they took him right back and started the treatment. Ten stitches and a tetanus shot later, he seems to be fine. He's all bandaged up and taking antibiotics. And now he's ready to continue with the demolition. (Let's hope without incident.)

I am so grateful. To have been with him all these years. To have the family we have. We learn so much from all of you every day. And to have His watchful care at all times.