Life is complicated.

A sister in our ward was recently diagnosed with cancer. It reminded me of when I lived in Muncie and I was going to college. A sister that worked with the youth closely received a similar diagnosis. Within six months she was gone. I was a young, bright eyed college kid. I didn't know much, but I went to see her hours before she died. She was beautiful, surrounded by family. I met the future father of my children in her living room. That was a long time ago. Hearing this other sister's testimony today, was poignant and powerful. She's brave and gorgeous and quirky. I love her. She has done wonders for my son. And today my two children fasted for the first time, while thinking of her. Life is hard. and beautiful. and complicated.