On Monday the 3rd, our sweet niece Robynn Clayton DeNamur was killed in a horrific traffic accident in Utah. She had been married for less than two years and had a 5 month old baby. She was alone in the car, and lived for a few hours after the accident. This allowed her family to come to say good-bye - a gift for which they are all grateful.
She was as bright and sparkly as her photograph. Eliza pointed out on her blog that her FB posts were always positive, upbeat, and cheerful. She was full of life - and full of gratitude for the wonderful happy life she had. In this month of thanksgiving, we can take a page from her life and decide to see the best in everything and everyone.
Robynn is the daughter of my brother Richard and his wife Julie. Many years ago, when we lived in Centerville, Utah, Julie and I were assistant librarians in the ward. When my brother got home from his mission, I set them up. It's the first and last time I successfully set someone up, but I am grateful for that one success!
At this happy, holiday time of year, it is sobering to realize that everything can change in a heartbeat. Please keep the family in your prayers - I do not have a photo of her husband, and I only met him once, but he is devoted father and husband and he will need your prayers of comfort also.
Much to contemplate here - especially the comfort we have in knowing that there is a plan of happiness. Ultimately the only comfort that is truly meaningful.
