Death in 3's

I have to say, this has been a pretty rough month for me. It is amazing to me how death usually comes in threes. Someone who is very dear to me passed away this weekend of bone cancer. Bishop Farlow was my old bishop from my singles ward days and was the man who married Damon and me. He is such an amazing person. Probably one of the most influential people in my life. I loved him so much. He made it so easy to talk to and everyone who came in contact with him couldn't help but fall in love with him. He was hilarious, had a heart of gold, and was so welcoming. He made sure that he met every single new person and then would go around and introduce them to people in the ward so that they felt comfortable. He used to call me and my roommates his Charlie's Angels. I am going to miss him so much. I know that the Lord must have some heavy duty work for him right now. He is someone who has touched so many young peoples lives and I know will never be forgotten.

I just want to tell you Bishop how much you mean to me and Damon, and you will forever be in our hearts. Thanks for all of the talks, laughs, cries, and years of memories that we shared. Thanks for being someone I could look up to and someone I felt like was family. Thanks for always being there for me when I was down and sharing all the happy moments with me. Thanks for being a spiritual giant and inspiration. You are seriously one of my heroes and I am so grateful that I was blessed to have crossed your path in this life. I'll miss you, but know that I will see you again. I love you.