true love

I snicked this picture of my dad and mom.

It was 5:15 in the morning, my dad just helped her use the bathroom and is now giving her pain meds.

When he leaves,  I am there to help her when needed.

To make sure she doesn't fall and hurt her broken arm or break anything else.

She's a sneaky one and has fallen on my watch, luckily she didn't do any harm.

I count myself lucky to see first hand how they love each other.

My dad who is obviously tired never lets it show.

He love and cares without thought of himself.

I watch as it kills him to leave for work each morning.

I watch him and know what love looks like.

If I ever had a doubt about their relationship (which I haven't)

there would be no room left for any of it.

I watch my mom struggle with the lost of freedom.

I watch how at times her mind slips.

I sit next to her at church and know that she hurts, but her testimony is strong

even if her body is weak.

I watch her eye's light up when she see my dad.

They belong to each other, they are side by side in their faith and love. 

If I take one thing from my mom's stomach cancer, from our families stomach cancer,

it will be their love and the service I see day in and day out from my dad.

I am lucky to have such parents.

I Thank Thee Oh God For A Prophet

President Monson was called as an Apostle of the Lord 50 years ago this month.

I am so grateful to have a Prophet, who leads and guides this Church.

I know in his hands I am safe, because in his hands I am in the Saviors.

He is his spoke person on this earth.

Prophet, Seer and Revelator .

We love you.

President Monson's first conference talk.

Way back in October 1963.

My how the world has changed.

Levi Huffacker Thompson

I would like to introduce the world to our little Levi.

Levi came into our lives and was gone in a flash.

I went in for my normal 16 wk appointment, hopeful and excited

to see if we were having a misses or a mister.

After losing one baby a few years ago I knew something was wrong right away.

there was no flash of color on the screen and no movement.

My Doctor who is amazing stiffened right up and I knew we had lost our baby.

I tell Justin and we try to round up our five little miracles amid phone

calls hoping to find out what we are having, to tell them (this was one of the hardest things).

The next day I send my husband to work, because I can handle this and would

rather he was home after I deliver for a couple day.  I go off

to the hospital by myself because I'm Strong and its only an ultrasound.

Well lets just say it was more then I could handle and was trying my

hardest to keep it together and I thought I was until the nice old man

sitting by me in the waiting room ask me if I was Ok and when

I responded yes and he just said you don't look like you are.

I am taking back and after they look around, their is nothing abnormal

with anything going on in my uterus.

I come home get Evie down for he nap, call Justin

to tell him I'm an idiot for thinking I was fine on my own.

Have lunch and have one of many tender mercies for the Lord.

Sitting just outside my kitchen window were to Doves.

I have never seen Doves in my yard, but their they were out there in the cold forming a heart.

Justin and my Dad give me a blessing and we take the kids to Justin's mom for the night.

We make it to the hospital and walk past the nursery, past a Happy dad with his new little girl.

I can till picture her in my mind perfect and beautiful a true blessing from a loving Heavenly Father.

Believe it or not but this also was a tender mercy, a reminder that she was a miracle and

our Levi is one also.

I get all setup and 7 hours later I delivered Levi, all 2 oz, 5 in of him, and I love him

and hold him and feel his spirit around us.  I'm not sad because I know he is mine and he is Justin

and we are a family and someday I will hug and hold and tell my Levi how much I love him, oh what a day that will be.  I tell my nurse this (who also is a tender mercy, because she is so much like my bff Jen, that I trust her and so grateful for her).

Here is where you all get to know how wonderful my Doctors is and how he also is a tender mercy.

After I had Levi all the other junk wasn't coming out.  So he ordered people around to get this or that and sat down in a chair and talked to us and shard his testimony and told us how he and his wife

20 years ago went threw all of this and when his alarm went of to wake up and it had been 3 and a half hours and finally everything was done and he headed off to his office to work.  He taught

me that people are way more important then sleep or schedules.

I was so afraid to leave and go home to go with out Levi and I didn't want to go.  Then a man came

from the mortuary and he came and got my little boys and left with him.  I still really don't like him, poor him who gets to have me not like him just because it was his job to come.  I slept after this and we had breakfast and then I had to leave I felt so panic and needed to be home right then. 

Thank you to all my family and friends who are their for my family, who brought dinner, who watched my kids and let me just talk.

I am so thankful to the Lord who has filled my sorrow with light and I am so thankful

to know and I mean know that families are forever.  I have felt my Levi and no one

can take that from me.  I am so thankful to a wonderful Savior, who came and died that

I might live and live I will and so will you.  I am thankful for all those who a kind and loving Heavenly Father has sent into my life.

Levi Huffacker Thompson

February 29th 2012

(I always wanted a leap year baby)



Giveaway

I took these pictures of the Salt Lake Temple on the day my good friends

the Jones were sealed for time and all eternity to each other and their three beautiful girls.

To learn more about that click on this link.

I have been having so many wonderful blessings in my life lately

that I wanted to give something back.

So here it is Anyone who would like one of these pictures of the temple can have one.

Feel free to copy them from here or send me a CD and I will burn them for you.

If you want email and I'll send them that way.

My email is kemthompsonphotography@gmail.com.

I am still learning all this computer stuff so if some one knows a way

that I can share these and still keep the quality please please let me know.

Thanks.

In the end, the number of prayers we say may contribute to our happiness, but the number of prayers we answer may be of even greater importance. Let us open our eyes and see the heavy hearts, notice the loneliness and despair; let us feel the silent prayers of others around us, and let us be an instrument in the hands of the Lord to answer those prayers.

Elder Uchtdorf.