This month has been one of a kind. My grandma passed away and the funeral was a few weeks ago. It was a nice ceremony, a sad time, and an experience that made me understand the atonement even more.
Last week my little brother, Tyson, went into the hospital. It was scary but they said he would be out in 2 days or so. Today is day 10 and they don't have a day of him coming out yet. He has pancreatitis. Then he caught a cold, that could turn to pneumonia, and all of this as of yesterday is starting to effect his liver. His numbers started dropping and improving, but the last 2 days they have gone up again. Poor kid. He has been through so much in life. Luekemia, as a kid, many many broken bones, now this. Just another experience to bring my family even closer to each other and to the Lord. I am so glad that when we experience all the things that this world brings, that we can over come them and know that there is more for us in the eternities. These lessons we all get only make us stronger. I write about my little brother because he is my hero. And hopefully, for the people who read this, you can appreciate your lives that much more know that there are people out there that go through much worse. Please keep Tyson in your prayers!












