Sad story

Last night my visiting teacher called to set up an appt. I asked her how she was to which she responded, "Doing OK I guess." I asked her what was wrong and she told me that her daughter had passed away! I about fainted-I had no idea!! I had not been at church the previous week because we were in Yellowstone and I suppose that was when they announced it. I asked her if it was alright if I asked her how it happened. She told me that she had been feeling under the weather for a few days and she developed strep. They didn't think too much of it until they received a call from their other daughter the next morning telling them that they better get up to Salt Lake because Bonnie (the sick one) was in the hospital very ill. They tried to catch a plane up but there was nothing until later that afternoon so they packed up the car and drove. By the time they arrived at the hospital, she had already passed away! She (my visiting teacher) said that the infection had gotten in to her blood stream and shut all the vital organs down! I asked her if it was sepsis and she replied, "Yes, it was toxic sepsis!!" At this point I didn't even know what to say. When I regained my composure, I told her that was what I had so I knew all about it. She came over this morning and we talked for a long time. She was the one that was comforting me! She seemed so at peace. She seemed to glow which is basically what I told my family when I came out of my coma. I told them that they were 'shining'. I am so impressed by this woman's strength. I asked her how she did it and she says from the comfort of the Lord and by the knowledge of eternal families. That simple! She didn't go off on a long, drawn out reason for her peace-it was a very simple, very beautiful answer! What a remarkable woman. I would ask each of you to please remember her in your prayers. Life is so fragile!
My own life is going remarkably well. We went fishing last weekend. Very hot, but very fun. Tony was the only one that caught a fish. The boys and I were all too impatient and we would reel our lines in over and over again. While Tony, the ever patient one, would leave his out and just wait for a bite. So typical! Mr. Darcy had the time of his life-running in the water and sniffing anything and everything in sight. He thinks that he is part bloodhound.
I know there was a comment on sharing my bad times as well as my good, and I promise to do so. But, I have to say that 99% of my life these days is good and wonderful and beautiful. That's not to say that my life is near perfection; its just that after coming so close to death, so much of my life seems heavenly. Every little thing seems like a magical gift from God. Therefore, I love almost everything in and about my life!