It's been two years and six months since I lost my husband and one year and eleven months since I lost my daughter. Each day is so painful I wonder how or if I will make it through this day. Then somehow I seem to. One thing that has helped is my faith. I joined the Mormon Church (The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints) and their beliefs in Jesus Christ, the after life and the pre-existence has given me courage to go on, endure to the end. I miss my husband so much, he was my sole mate. We understood each other. My daughter lived in Texas and she gave me courage to go on after my husband death, then I lost her. Some days I feel like I am crawling on the ground on my hands and knees, I guess Jesus has his arms around my waist or I would fall flat on my face. Yes, I know the awful grief pain some of you are going through. We have to help each other. Believe in Jesus and try and remember the pain that he went through for us.

My husband was always buying me flowers. The yellow Marigolds that are pictured came up two years after the original ones had been gone. I feel like my husband was watching and telling me that these were for me and that he was watching. I love him and miss him so much. But, I know that my husband and daughter are in the spirit world and are Heavenly Fathers hardest workers.