On January 5th, 2011 my sweet father-in-law passed onto the other side of the veil. He was working hard, taking care of his family, ending his day of business and something went wrong with his truck. I can't write the story....it's too difficult. I have spoken about it numerous times. Just yesterday I was given some insight into more of what could of happened...but I can't write it. Is it the words that bug me so? Why? It's strange.
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Last night while trying to sleep, I kept thinking about the big hole that is left here on this Earth. I feel like my family has lost something so great...it's a huge vacancy in my mind & heart. But we are just a small family of 7. Yes, he was our dad, father-in-law, grandpa and friend....and our hurt is large. I then start to think of others hurt and their longing for Lane....it's too much for my mind to take in. I try to put myself in their spot and it's a break down moment for me.
I learned a great deal over the past few weeks. Learned a few things and then was reminded of so much that I already knew....but had put it in the back of my mind.
I learned so much about my family. I am so proud to be a Hallows. This weekend I held my breath on numerous occasions, trying to stop time when witnessing someones mourning. One I will never forget was when the love of my life pulled up in front of my home, beat down, in pain and beyond shocked at the news he had just heard from his brother.
I remember trying to not breath when I was talking to my sister-in-law on skype while the news was being delivered to us.
I tried to breath as Luke and I met with his family just hours after the accident for a meeting and a wonderful family prayer. Which a lesson was learned about the humility of kneeing in pray. (thanks jack)
I held my breath when witnessing 5 loving children express their gratitude, memories & powerful Testimony of their father Lane, Jesus Christ and our Heavenly Father.
I held my breath when listening to a brother give the most perfect, calming, peaceful life sketch of his older brother.
I, again, held my breath when watching my own children react to the lost of the grandpa and to watch them witness their own father in so much pain.
I could hardly breath when we spent the afternoon in the Temple with all of our family. Watched as we were sitting there in a Sealing room being reminded of our Bond that goes so far beyond this life.
So many more times that were so personal to me and others, I dare not write them.
I was reminded that Heavenly Father has a plan for all of us. He wants us to be happy and live this life with Joy.
I was reminded that Heavenly Father will support us and draw us to better and higher heights if we will only allow him to.
I was reminded that there is only ONE way to live your life...if you want to be together with your family and in presence of our Heavenly Parents.
I really enjoyed this weekend. As much as it was unreal and seems to still be. I loved celebrating Lane and seeing all the people that loved him. All the different spokes of life that he had through out the past 61 years. What a wonderful example of forgiveness, love, endurance and humility.
This weekend made me reevaluate my life and what I want people to say about me at my funeral. I have a lot of growing and changing to do.












