To say that this week has been a bad one would be an understatement. We've definately seen brighter days here at the Baker house. Monday night I had a miscarriage. It was a sweet and teeny little baby boy. He was perfect. Ten fingers and ten toes. It has been hard on all of us. I even have noticed that Hyrum has had a pretty rough week. It is almost as if he senses that something is just not right.
Today has been the first really OK day. The sun came out and I got to spend some of the afternoon outside with Hyrum. He is so sweet. It is healing to be with him. All will be all right. We know that this is all part of the plan and happier days are coming.
"Don't give up boy. Don't you quit. You keep walking. You keep trying. There is help and happiness ahead--a lot of it--thirty years of it now, and still counting. You keep your chin up. It will be all right in the end. Trust God and believe in good things to come."
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