You see me hanging off a beach tree, and swinging in a hammock at the Club. It was such a lovely day and a much needed rest.
The boat ride across the ocean to this nearby Island is where I would stare into the gorgeous blue inky waters and dream of my son, Michael's, intense and amazing blue eyes. They were the same color. I was heartbroken.
You see the bottom picture on the back of this album page is when I am back in Manti Utah and I had enrolled my oldest son, Austin, into T-ball for some summer fun. Much of my happiness after this difficult trial was to immerse myself back into the care of my two adorable boys, and deeply loved sons, Austin Spencer and Jordan Taylor.
After a great deal of brainwashing and fear installed in me to work things out with my husband, I had a deep and Godly hope and desire for my husband to change back into what I believed he had been in the past. A righteous father and husband. So, with this hope mingled with fear of his retaliation, I again was convinced to stay in the marriage with this hope in my heart.
You see, I usually spent most of my life surrounded by what I loved MOST in this world. My dear small, innocent and heavenly children. I was often complimented on my character of being a fantastic, caring and attentive mom, then and to this day. They were my world.