I am sure that at this point in your life you have learned what grief and sorrow are.  All of us will experience them at various times in our lives because they are a part of our mortal existence.  Those feelings of pain associated with grief cannot and should not be avoided.  Allowing yourself to grieve is important to the healing process and can lead to tremendous personal growth if we allow that to happen.  Sometimes, in the midst of your grief, you may feel that you can never be happy again.  But, I can attest to knowing that joy and happiness will come again, even though the grief can still well up from time to time.  (See Psalm 30:5)

There are two things that are important to recognize about grief. First, Lance B. Wickman has said that grief is a by-product of love.

 I remember attending the funeral of a cousin's toddler son.  His grandfather, my husband's uncle, was speaking at the service.  I recall his words when he related that people would say that it was so sad that the family was only able to have this young child for such a short time and his response was that they felt so blessed to have had him with them at all, even if it was for a short time. They had him and loved him and they wouldn't trade that for not having the grief and pain.

     Second, grief does not indicate a lack of faith.  Steven Eastmond, a licensed clinical social worker has said that we can feel both sadness and peace at the same time as we experience grief.  Our family has certainly experienced this as we have grieved that loss of Baby Elodie.  You can read about Lindsey's thoughts on that in this post.   
      One of the things that is wonderful about funerals and the gathering of family and friends after the death of a loved one is that surprisingly we can laugh about the wonderful parts of their lives, review those tender moments with them that we cherish and feel the peace of knowing that they are no longer in pain or suffering, but that they are with a loving Heavenly Father.  We grieve because we miss them, and we will miss them throughout our lives. But the funeral helps us realize that  we can also be happy knowing that they are in a better place and we will see them again. 

      With those two things about grief understood, I want to share with you ways that our family has found to be happy again, after experiencing the loss of parents, children, siblings and other family members.  People we have loved and still love.

        In Matthew 5:4 we are told, "Blessed are they that mourn, for they shall be comforted."  We have found that throughout the experience of Elodie's diagnosis, birth and death, as we have fasted and prayed for help, understanding and comfort, our prayers have been answered along the way.  We have felt peace and love from a loving Heavenly Father who has influenced our understanding of things eternal.  Our faith is so important in our lives and it makes me wonder how people cope with such sorrow without it.  If you are searching for peace and comfort, you can find it through prayer and the desire to know for yourself.  Here  is a good place to start. We have talked about what we believe in the past. Some of those posts are here, here and here.
       If you already have a church or belief system, remember what you have learned and lean on that knowledge for comfort and peace. 

        Elodie's big sister, Emily, would get so upset when she saw her mother or me or anyone tear up and cry after Elodie passed away.  I loved that my daughter would tell her that it was okay to be sad and to cry.  Emily started saying these words to herself, "It is okay to be sad sometimes."  Lindsey would sing the words from Daniel Tiger to her, "It's okay to be sad sometimes, little by little you'll feel better again." Those "little by little" words are very important. You will not feel better all of the way right away, But when you do begin to feel better, it is okay!  You aren't doing a disservice to your loved one by being happy again.  Don't you think that they would want you to be happy?  Of course they would.  I lost my Dad and my niece both in one weekend back in 1978.  There are still moments today when I remember them and weep a little bit over that very sad time and the fact that I miss them so much.  But, "little by little" I did feel better again in spite of having that little bit of heartache inside me that comes out once in awhile. I guess I should have titled this section "Allow Yourself to Grieve and To be Happy Again!"

      When you open yourself up to feeling the Spirit for comfort, you will notice all of the little things that show God's love for you.  For example, here are some things that I have seen happen in my life that have shown me that God knows me and loves me:

• I have felt distinct comfort and overwhelming peace as direct answers to prayer that I cannot deny.  My husband has expressed the same thing to me.  One moment that had a profound effect on him was when he held Elodie after she had passed.  He had an overwhelming feeling that she was safe in God's hands and of gratitude for having had the time with her that he did.  He knew in that moment that he needed to retire and begin spending more time with his grandchildren and doing temple work. That inspiration has been a blessing to both of us.
• I was 19 when my father and niece died.  My younger sister was only 14.  My family was all gathered in my mother's house and of course we were all very distraught.  That night, my sister and I shared a room and she was asking why this horrible thing had to happen.  I began talking to her and trying to comfort her and explaining the purpose of life and God's plan for us.  Soon she was asleep and wasn't hearing a word I was saying.  She doesn't remember it to this day, but I do and I recognize that in trying to comfort her, the Lord was giving me comfort and helping me to vocalize and remember the things that I knew were true.
• It was a tender mercy that when Glen's Aunt Mary died, there were plots available right next to Glen's mother who had died before her.  They were so close and it meant so much to Aunt Mary that she should be buried near her.
• Others have been His hands in so many ways of service and comfort.
• Seeing the love expressed by my children toward their sister and from my SIL siblings to him have been so heartwarming and comforting. 
• In the midst of the pandemic, Elodie was allowed to go home and we were able to meet her and hold her and love her.
• One of the smallest, seemingly irrelevant things that had a big impact on me was that the hospice nurse who came to the house at Elodie's passing was of the same faith as we are.  She knew what we believed and was able to comfort us from that place.  Also, she had herself lost an infant and knew what my daughter was going through.  Then, if that seemed coincidental, the Bishop of Lindsey's ward, (or church group) came to give support.  He saw my son's HS football shirt and told us that he had graduated from that same HS!  All of my children had graduated from that HS, so it was an interesting connection.  Then, the nurse came into the room and told us that she had graduated from the same HS!  It was just a connection that seemed to give a little lightening relief in the midst of sadness.  

Those are just a few highlights of things we have experienced in our lives.  They continue to bring us comfort and peace in the knowledge that God is mindful of us.  A big part of healing is recognizing these tender mercies and feeling gratitude for them.  Gratitude for having had the opportunity to know and love the person you are missing.  Gratitude for the peace and the promises from a loving Heavenly Father.  One example of this that I have always held dear came when I attended the funeral of a dear friend who had died of cancer.  Her daughter spoke at the funeral about the end of her life and the conversation that she had with her.  Her daughter asked her if she ever asked,  "Why me?"  as she went through this cancer experience.  Her mother answered, "Yes!"  Then she went on to explain that she asked why she had been blessed with her wonderful husband and children.  Why had she been allowed to have the wonderful opportunities in her life that she had had.  I can't express it as well as her daughter did at the time, but those words impacted me powerfully and have helped me to try to be more filled with gratitude and positivity for the things I have in my life.

One of the things that helps us overcome sorrow is to turn outward to serve others. The hospice nurse told us that one of the reasons she does what she does is to help others get through the grief that she had also experienced. One of Lindsey's friends asked her to pray for him when he was going through something difficult. He later apologized because he had been unaware of her trial. LIndsey responded that she had been so glad to be able to pray for him. So many had fasted and prayed for her and Elodie that it was good to do the same for someone else.
Sometimes, when people express their sympathy to you during sorrowful times, it is apparent that they aren't sure what they should say and they almost seem to be grieving as much as you are. One way to serve them and also to help ourselves is to offer them words of comfort as you relate the blessings you have felt through your trial or to express your love to them or to simply forgive them their ineptness and allow them to grieve with you.
As time goes on, you will find opportunities to serve others who are also going through sorrow and your empathy and listening ear will be a comfort to them and to you.

One reason that I am writing this post about grief today is in the hope that if there is anyone out there struggling with sorrow and pain, you can know that you are not alone, but that there is hope and joy still on your horizon. Lindsey expressed the following in her writings about Elodie: " It may be hard to believe that losing your child can be a spiritual experience, but I am here to tell you that it is, if you let it. Yes, you will feel the deepest darkest grief you have ever known. I will miss Elodie for the rest of my life. But I have also felt the closeness of my Savior Jesus Christ, and have felt deeply the truth of His Atonement and Resurrection, and the promise that it brings that death is not the end." I know that her words are true. Joy and Happiness can come again if you let them. "Little by little, you'll feel better again."
I love you. Thank you for your love and support.
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     Lindsey asked me to make her baby a white dress to be dressed it.  It frightened me because I wanted it to be beautiful and perfect for this perfect little baby who didn't need to be on this earth for very long.  Of course, I said that I would do it, so I went and purchased the fabric and lace and trims and all that was necessary to make this dress that wouldn't be seen by many, but needed to be the best thing I had ever made.  It was a labor of love and as I worked on it, I was able to ponder life and eternity like I never had before.
      I wanted to do my very best work.  I didn't want any stray threads, I wanted the seams and hem to be straight.  I would do a lot of handwork to make sure everything came out just right.  This was my offering and I wanted it to be good enough.  I wanted it to be perfect. 

     I shed a lot of tears as I pictured this little infant wearing the dress I was creating.  I thought about her perfect little life and the imperfection of my efforts in spite of how hard I tried. Then, I thought about my imperfect life and realized that living my life is somewhat like creating this beautiful dress. Even though I try really hard to follow my Savior, there is no way I can reach perfection without Him. Because of his redeeming love, I can become perfected.  I can one day be perfect like Him and like my beautiful little granddaughter. My Savior, Jesus Christ, is the one who makes my efforts enough. 

     While I tried very hard not to make any mistakes, I know that there are probably imperfections in this dress that I am not even seeing. I examined it and searched and trimmed and pressed the dress, but I'm sure there are flaws that I missed. And, as I go through life, I am sure that I have imperfections that I am not seeing in myself.  I pray for eyes to see them and the willingness to correct them.  There are 1 or 2 flaws in the dress that I do know about, but I had to fix them as best as I could, but ultimately they are still slightly there.  I have flaws that I am working on the best that I can.  Some I have worked on consistently for years, but they are still slightly there.  I know if I exercise faith in the redemption of the Savior, those flaws can be forgiven and wiped away. I pray to have greater faith and ask my Heavenly Father to "help my unbelief."  (Mark 9:24)

     One last lesson I will share with you is this lesson:  As I said, making this dress was a labor of love. And that love is what motivated me to do my very best.  My love for my granddaughter and my desire to see her one day, resurrected and wearing my offering was a wonderful motivator.  In my life, my love of God and the Lord Jesus Christ is what motivates me to strive to do better.  Not only that, I am learning each day to love my fellow women and men as children of God.  Love is and should be the great motivator in each of our lives.  That lesson has been brought forward to me profoundly lately.  That is the main reason that I am sharing this incredibly personal message with you with a little trepidation and hope that you will receive it as I intend it.  Let's be a little more loving and kind and full of faith.  The world needs it more than ever.  Let's be forgiving and patient, wise and prayerful.  I don't know each of you personally, but If I did, I want you to know that I love you. God loves you.  And, in spite of the sorrows and trials we have to deal with now, we can return to him because of the Atonement of Jesus Christ. 
     If you want to know more of what I believe, you can check out this website. 
   Thank you for your continued prayers and support. We are doing well and coping together as a family. We are expecting to resume our normal posts soon.  Thanks for your patience. 
Helen

    You may have noticed that we have been absent from the blog for about a week or so.  Even now as I sit in front of my computer to explain this to you, I am having mixed emotions.  Ambivalence is not even descriptive enough for my emotions. 
    Last week, Lindsey gave birth to her beautiful baby girl. We had known for some time that the baby had some problems and we were praying for a miracle.  We truly did experience miracles and tender mercies in the form of this beautiful little baby girl. We saw our prayers answered in unexpected ways.  She only lived with us for 4 days and then she was taken back to her eternal home. It is pretty amazing how big of a hole we feel in our lives after having her in our lives for only 4 days and how much we miss her. 
    When Lindsey is ready, she is going to share the story of our baby girl, her baby girl, with you.  I am in awe of MY first baby girl and her strength and faith.  In the meantime, we will try to begin to try to move forward with our lives, looking forward with faith and with the purpose of one day being reunited with our loved ones who have gone on before us.  We will go forward with our mixed emotions of gratitude, sorrow, joy, love, grief, pain, peace and happiness.  All of the things that make up this life and that help us to grow and become better people and that bring us closer to one another and to God if we allow them to. 
     To those of you who have followed us already on our personal pages and have offered up your prayer and love, we thank you from the bottom of our hearts.  We love you.  
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While we’re in quarantine, it is easy to feel very isolated from our communities and our families. Everything is cancelled and we have to stay home. It can leave you feeling a little helpless at times. But even when we’re stuck at home there are ways we can serve those around us and bring joy into others lives. 

If you’re feeling anxious or worried about all that’s going on in the world, doing service will help. First, it will help to distract you from the worries. Second, it helps you to alleviate other's worries. Third, I know you will find that the more you serve the more you will grow to love all those around you. Service, no matter how big or small, works miracles in our lives. We may not be able to change everything, but we have power to spread good cheer throughout our communities. 

I’ve been so inspired by the many posts I’ve seen of people helping out and bringing cheer in many different ways across the world. I decided to compile a list for you to refer to when you’re stuck and need an idea to fulfill your desire to serve, spread cheer, or just find a way to help.  

​This is just a small list of ways to shine your light in these times. But I hope it can inspire you. We love you! Stay safe out there!