Brett Pritchard Family Blog

While I was writing a letter to Brandon this last week,  I found I was still in the throws of grieving and missing my three children who are absent from our home.  As I wrote him, some much needed understanding started to fall into place for me. I realized the beauty of the process of life for the first time sense Mariela died. It felt so refreshing to feel the spirit prick my heart and give me some help to cross the bridge to a new level of understanding and acceptance. I have prayed during almost every quiet moment since Rebekah left, for acceptance of this new phase of my life. I have thrown 100 percent of my heart into raising my children. After Rebekah left, her absence on top of Brandon and Mariela's was just too much to bare. I realized how vulnerable I was caring so much for my children. I wanted to withdraw that vulnerability

I've decided I have not recorded near enough memories over the years. I use to be a really good journal keeper, but I stopped shortly after Brett graduated from law school, 15 years ago!  I'm very sad when I think of all the forgotten memories I will never get to relive again. Tonight we attempted to have a family camp out, on the trampoline. It was Brett, Me, Rebekah, Austin, Rachel, Eathyn and Ryan.  We sang, Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars and I Have a Family Here on Earth. Then Brett told the kids a story.  I believe it's safe to say that's one of all our kids favorite moments with their dad.  He's a special man.  I feel so blessed to know him, love him and have him as part of our lives. Our camp out didn't last long, but we had been promising Eathyn for weeks that we would do it.   After sitting there as a family, we all started listening to the frogs.  I got the bright idea that maybe the boys would exchange a camp out for a frog hunt with their big b