Temporary Home

My sister sent me the link to the music video of Carrie Underwoods song (the one thats playing now on my blog), Temporary Home. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_SR3BlsmH4 As I watched the beginning of it I just thought hmm, this is a pretty song, but as I listened to the last verse, the tears started to fall. The last visit we took down to Ephraim, my Dad said one thing to me the whole weekend that made any sense. I miss him everyday. I miss his terrible jokes he'd tell then laugh at himself. I miss the way he always knew what to say to comfort me during hard times in life. I miss feeling his hands place upon my head to give me a priesthood blessing. I miss him blinking both eyes at me from across the dinner table, it was a funny way you could tell he was trying to say I love you. I miss him coming out of his room in an outfit asking us if it matched (usually it barely passed). I miss going on walks with him and never being able to go more then a block without him stopping to tell me about a tree, or to pull a weed. I miss coming home to he and my mom gardening. I'm thankful for the gentle reminder this song gave me tonight, that our home in this world is just temporary. That wonderful things are waiting on the other side for us if we live right, and I believe without a doubt in my mind that my Dad has lived right.

me and dad having scripture time

With a lot of help from my older sister, he brought roses to my house after I had Taya. I still remember the spirit feeling so strong as he came into our home. I had a new baby straight from heaven and I could feel the distinct impression that he was also very close to the vail. Having Taya and him in the same room, both so close to heaven is a memory I'll cherish forever.