Adam and I kicked off Baby Jack’s birth day celebration by heading to the temple. We participated in several sealings, two of which were particularly special. My great grandparents, Alva and Louisa Rich, lost two infant children: a little boy, and a little girl. Adam and I were able to perform the sealing ordinances for these children to their parents. Because I know Jack is sealed to me forever, it was especially wonderful to play a role in sealing my grandparents to the infants they lost.
Tonight, we gathered at the cemetery with the majority of our Vegas family members. Jack got his very own birthday cake, and his sister blew out his candle for him.
Each family member released a balloon in honor of Jack. We convinced the children that we needed to send the balloons to heaven so Jack could play with them. Not one child had a hard time letting go of their balloons.
After the balloon release, we returned home for dinner and cake. The first meal I can remember eating after Jack was born was lasagna at the Ronald McDonald House…so that’s what we had for Jack’s birthday dinner. Throw in some carrot cake and vanilla bean ice cream…and the party was complete.
I think Jack would have approved of his birthday celebrations. His daddy and I worked long and hard to make the day perfect, and my body is aching from head to toe with exhaustion. But I love serving and celebrating my little Jack. The ache of exhaustion I feel today is a good kind of ache. It helps ease the pain that constantly ebbs from my heart.
Happy Birthday, Baby Jack. We love you and miss you. I will never forget the day you were born.