Families

 

I addressed the global audience in Salt Lake City at the 

World Congress of Families last week.

I shared my story and highlighted my amazing family and 

their involvement in my recovery and healing process. 
I am so thankful for my family, siblings, and parents.  

They have come to my rescue several hundred times.

That to me is the most amazing part of being in a family; 

there is so much love and support.

That is what I focused my remarks about.

Then we packed up, got some lunch and drove

 the children to Park City, about 30 minutes south of Salt Lake City.  

My friend Amber had told me about a wonderful 

quaint cemetery at the base of the mountains.  

The cemetery has hundreds for men, women, and children who passed away

hundreds of years ago when Park City was a mining town.

We all tried to find our names written on the ornate gravestones.  We didn't search the entire cemetery because it was getting really cold, but we ended up finding a Nicholas, Claire, Jane, Christian, and Oliver.  No Charlotte (I was surprised) and Stephanie (totally not surprised).

So I settled with "mother" and we found a "baby" for Lottie. 

It was a really fun Halloween activity and super interesting!

 *Pink skirt from Shabby Apple