...that I love Andrew? Because I do. I'm so lucky to be married to such a wonderful person. Andrew is my favorite.
...that I love being a mom? Because I do. It's hard, that's true, but it's the greatest thing I've ever done and Rachel is such a joy to have in our home. I love her so much! I already love baby Miriam, too, and can't wait to meet her.
...that I love my mom and my dad and my brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews and in-laws and grandparents and aunts and uncles? Because I do. My family is amazing.
...that I love the gospel? Because I do. I love the Plan of Happiness and am grateful that the Savior lived and died for me and atoned for my sins so that I can return to live with Heavenly Father again. I am so thankful for temples and sealing power so that our family can be together forever.
...that life is fragile? Because it is.
I just wanted to make sure that I said that recently.
My friend Ryan, who I went to high school with, died yesterday in a car crash, on the scene. His wife, Katie, who I supervised in Special Collections at the Harold B. Lee Library at BYU, is in the hospital, unconscious, with serious injuries. Their new baby, Cora, is fine. Ryan's parents are on their way to pick up baby Cora; Katie's parents are in the hospital with her.
This is my worst nightmare. I wouldn't wish it on anybody.
Andrew saw me writing this and asked if it was in case I died. And it kind of is. Because if anything like this ever does happen to our family, I want my children and husband and extended family to know that I love them. But it's kind of also because I'm alive, too. Because sometimes it's just important to tell people that you love them.