Halloween was a low-key day. The kids wore their uniforms to school, sans halloween costumes, and instead had a crazy sock day. They were a little disappointed, but it was nice not having to worry about getting them dressed and decked out in their Halloween attire. I spent the day cooking and cleaning and thinking about Caleb. He was born in the evening on Halloween, or Hallow's Eve, and would have been turning 4. I have many memories of that day and the day leading up to his birth...it was a long labor, there was an earthquake that rocked the hospital...I remember holding Brian's hand as the building swayed back and forth and just prayed that it would stop...we were
only on the 15th floor of an old hospital in San Francisco, scary! The swaying did eventually stop, followed by a long, worrisome, intense labor, but through the entire experience I can't help but remember the intense peace that distilled upon us, a peace that passed all understanding. I know without a doubt, that we were attended by angels, that our burden was made light, and that our little Caleb came to us knowing that his mission on this earth would be short. He was a beautiful baby and he brought the sweetness of heaven with him. How grateful we are to still have him as a part of our eternal family.
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| I made blankets again for the babies in the heart unit in San Francisco |
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| We visited the cemetery on Caleb's Birthday |
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| They went Trick-or-Treating around the neighborhood |
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Crazy Sock Day at school instead of costumes
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I too have been thinking about Caleb - about his smile, about his family and about what he must be doing now. We went trick or treating at your old house here in HMB (a couple in our ward moved in and the husband serves with Tim). It was strange to knock on your door and to know you wouldn't answer. Thinking of you guys- Kirstin
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