. . . .It wasn’t! : ) But it was very chilly as we met at the zoo. Five of the 3- and 4-year-olds from church came to your party, and their moms and younger siblings.
We had cupcakes with pinwheels.
Your daddy and brothers and sister were there, too, and we all rode the train, and played games, and sang to you.
Later, at home, I spent some time going through your memory box, holding the gown you wore, touching the little lock of hair that is so irresistibly soft and such a precious tangible proof that you are real.
When I touch those things I am filled with painful longing to hold you again and at the same time awe at the beauty you have brought to my life.
You strengthen our family immeasurably. We are unified in our desire to reach where you are.
President Faust said that we don’t know the extent to which ministering angels bless our lives. I feel certain you are ministering to us in ways we will only know after we too have crossed the veil.
My heart is filled to overflowing with love for you and your siblings.
So grateful to be your eternal
Note: The party at the zoo was part of a special gift from two very kindhearted people. They are DC’s sponsors through the Arkansas Symphony Orchestra, and earlier this year –out of sheer generosity—they gave our family a membership to the zoo and a gift certificate for a birthday party there. We wondered at first how we would use the party—it would have been perfect for Benjamin, we thought. Then I thought of my Sunbeams, and how they would love a day at the zoo, and the idea to use it for Benjamin’s birthday seemed perfect after all.