Ali left on Sunday, the very day that I was speaking in our ward. I am the second councilor in the Sunday School and I wish it was just a bell ringing job. We are teaching the ward how to be more effective teacher in the gospel. I love it, and fit right in line with who I am. After speaking I spent the next two hours in nursery with Axel, our youngest. Here is a video of him and how he loved nursery.
But to give him credit he soon turned in to this when he knew I was not leaving him:
Three days into all of this I realized something maybe I had forgotten. I had forgotten how much I love being a dad. Often time I get so caught up in being a provider for the family; I don’t take the time to appreciate the three wonderful blessings that the Lord blessed me with. Each one has made me laugh more than I have in a long time.
This is a picture of Greta telling me she dressed herself for preschool, someone forgot to tell her is was December.
This a video of some quality time Gabe and I had golfing a couple of days ago. I love that he loves the sport.
This is Axel sitting on his throne in his playpen. It’s really a Fisher Price “workshop” but try telling him that.
Another thing that this week has brought to my attention is how much I miss family period, and how again I am a crappy friend, cousin, brother, son, and nephew. I am so consumed with my world I forget all the incredible people that made me who I am today. I am sorry that I have not been better. I wish I could say that I have a valid excuse, but I don’t.
I came across a quote the other day that really impacted me. I’ve read it and re-read it many times and I’ll end this post on it.
“Anyone can give up, it's the easiest thing in the world to do. But to hold it together when everyone else would understand if you fell apart, that's true strength.”
Thank you for the role you play in my life, and know this is a sappy blog post, but ah well. I miss you guys.