Unfortunately for us our trend of once a month funerals have continued bring the total number of funerals my kids have attended to 5. The latest two brought distinctly opposite feelings one of tragedy and the other of celebration. The week before Thanksgiving we received word that my cousin Steven's baby Jaren was in the hospital in a coma.Apparently he had been screaming all weekend and 2 visits to the doctor hadn't yielded any help till the third day when they immediately sent him in an ambulance from Logan to Primary Children's. As soon as they left he went into a coma and never woke up. They finally diagnosed it as spinal meningitis. This is their first baby and he died 6 days before his first birthday. The funeral was Tue before Thanksgiving. His parents were the speakers and did an amazing job as they have used the experience to bring them closer to the Savior. Ever since I heard this news I just wanted to pull my babies closer having faced the fact that life is fragile.
On the other had we got the news at another cousins homecoming that my Great Grandmother, Anna Swann was finally called home after 103 years! We never expected her to live that long, I left on my mission 8 years ago not expecting to see her when I came back. She has also been in very good health till about 2 years ago when she had a mild stroke and had to move to a nursing home. he died quietly in her sleep on her husbands birthday, we figure he came to get her. I keep thinking over and over what a wonderful Christmas present for them to be together again! I'm grateful we took advantage of most of our opportunities to visit her and that she had met Aaron in October. She has left her family a tremendous legacy.
Five generations! This was from her birthday party in 2008.
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Oh, that is so sad about your cousin's baby. I'm crying as I write this. I can't read news stories about children who die. How easy it would be for that type of thing to happen at my house, especially on a weekend when I would think, "Let's see how she does over the weekend and then we'll take her in on Monday." That is a parent's worst nightmare, and it could happen to anyone. No wonder mothers are famous for worrying. I am so, so sad. I'll pray for your cousin.
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