One year. That is how long it has been since we lost our daughter. My little girl. My young adult daughter just ready to move into the rest of her life. To say that this last year has been the hardest of my life is an understatement. How I have missed so many things about Laney. Nothing has been the same without her here. That is probably pretty obvious, but you have to understand that she was such a rock. Such a piece of the glue holding our family together. I miss her so incredibly much.
But this year has also been one of learning big lessons, feeling the love my Heavenly Father has for me and seeing the tender mercies poured out upon my family. I don’t think I will ever say that I am grateful for this trial. This experience. I know that all of the things we go through will be for our experience and for our good, but I am just not seeing it yet.
What I am grateful for are the people who have stepped into our lives in a greater role. Who have been there when we needed someone the most. Who have not left us alone to try and cope. If we just keep holding on, the light will come. I know that.
Oh, I know there is a plan for our lives. I just sometimes wish I could just see a little snippet of how it all plays out. Elder Quentin L. Cook has said that all of the wrongs and unfairness of life will be made right. Oh, how I long for the day when I can see that come about. Because, to be honest, this all seems a little unfair to me. But I will trust in the plan my Heavenly Father has for me as I wait for the light to come.