Sunday Morning

Today is Sunday and we have spent our morning choosing songs from the ipod and playing them over the speakers in the living room to dance to. Olivia and Landon loved it and Landon was so funny to watch, like a little drunk 2 year old as he spun and spun in circles and then tried to recover from the spinning. Olivia loved dancing the princess songs (classical) and imagining she was dancing on a cloud.

We only have this Sunday and next one here at this house before we move. We are moving to baseline and valvista roads near my parents and closer to Noah and I am so excited to have a change again. This coming week I will be attending an Interview and Interrogation training all week so again I am happy for a little change. These past few weeks I have focused again on filling out the journal/fathers legacy and writting a few things I would want my family to know if I were to die unexpectedly. If feels good to have that in place even though its not fun to ponder the sad state we would all find ourselves in if that were to happen.

Its crazy how we come to this earth so full of hope and joy and we experience this amazing thing called mortality. Its such an important aspect of our eternal existence yet it is such a small amount of time when compared to eternity. Some poeple come to this world for days or hours and others for a whole century and more. Seems like we feel so obligated to try to make a strong footprint in the history of humanity that when we consider death we never feel ready, we havent left that footprint, we havent invented something amazing, or conquered foreign lands, or made millions, or been famous. What footprints will I have left if I were to die today? What is the single most important unit of society in which we will ever find ourselves? I contend that it is family and that if our footprints are not left within the family, then all the inventions, conquerings, money and fame amount to nothing. Footprints are made every time we spend quality time with our family. Bedtime stories, games, vacation, dancing, talking during breakfast, lunch or dinner. Conversations with your spouse as you lay in bed falling asleep, every laugh you share, every smile that is passed on. When we serve each other and put ourselves second we leave a footprint in time that will be remembered and talked about and brought up when we are gone.

These footprints help us feel like we have purpose and that no matter how short our mortality is we have made a difference, we have shared a part of ourselves with someone else who will take that memory and pass it on. Death will come to all of us one day and when it does it is so hard to not feel like we have been robbed of something we will never have again... But death is just a step, a movement in our forward progression and it is necessary to our eternal wellbeing and everlasting joy. I wish we created a culture where death was celebrated and we wore white instead of black. I wish we would play the songs that made that person jump for joy and would show pictures in a slideshow that celebrate the joy of mortality. Yes its sad to know we will not see the person again during mortality but its also that persons step into the eternal. Its a party on the other side with a reception of family and friends that have gone before and if we could get a glimpse of that scene, then our funerals would be much more happy than they are somber and sad. Death is not forever! The sorrow and pain and hopelessness are all symptoms of short sightedness. We must look up past the few short years and look to the horizon where years are not even measurable and an eternity awaits, of life much better than this, with joy that is so great, our sorrows and trials will be covered and forgotten.