There is nothing like springtime, where the winter finally wears off, the snow starts to melt and it is a joy to be outside, listening to the birds first thing in the morning when I wake up. It's a gift from God. There are other gifts of God that surround us each day. My family is one of them. I am blessed to have four beautiful daughters and two extra beautiful granddaughters. Just recently, during General Conference weekend, we took a trip out to the Knolls, out by Wendover to camp, eat, ride our ATV's and be together as a family. Mike and I have always had out big ATV and felt it was time for Danielle to have her own. So we found a 125cc 4-wheeler and we named it "shortie". At first Danielle was afraid to even get on our monster (we have a Polaris 800 Touring) but she got her gear on and mastered the beast. Then she got on shortie and she never looked back. That coming from a girl with hardly any self confidence. That trip we took our oldest grandaughter, Kaitlyn, with us. She was afraid to get on with grandma but by Sunday she was strapped to me, sitting in front of me with her helmet and gear on having the time of her life. Those moments are so much more cherished than sitting in front of a TV and not enjoying life. The following weekend we decided that Danielle needed more practice time on "Shortie" so we went up to Farmington Canyon with my husband, his brother and Danielle's cousin Shaun. She was doing great until she decided to follow her cousin up a steep hill, she hit a boulder and lost control, toppled over, and her 4-wheeler landed on top of her. I was scared half to death. I drove back to the parking lot to get my car, picked her up and took her to McKay-Dee in Ogden. Nothing bad, she just sprained her knee...doing great and ready to get back up on "Shortie".
When something like that happens it jerks us back to reality about how precious our family is and what they mean to us. I thank God everyday it wasn't anything serious, I actually thought she might have broken her leg, but luckily no. It's also a good reminder to slow down. That's what I love about riding our ATV. Freedom to feel the wind through my hair, to have my husband in front of me, it's special time for him and I. When our daughter Danielle was in the hospital last summer, we bought the ATV to give us something to do, and that machine has brought our marriage together even more. We have always been close, we have been through so many hard times and trials, but we have always been able to stay close to each other. Yes, it's hard being married to a truck driver, especially when he can be gone for up to two weeks at a time but somehow, through everything, we remain true to each other.
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