And an amazing thing happened to me.......... I learned about real love. I couldn't understand before him how you could love something that cried, pooped, cried, ate, cried, puked, and cried some more. Now I could. When you give up everything (your life, your body, your time, your sanity, your dislike of changing poopy diapers, etc. etc.) for someone else, you find out what real love is. And did I fall for him. I remember just holding him, and singing to him, and not letting anyone else hold him, and reading stories to him and walking the floors with him.
I'm so grateful he came into our lives.
We have watched him grow into an amazing father,
husband, Priesthood holder, SON, brother, friend.
We have witnessed his ability to do whatever he set his mind to and to do it well. Whether it was building tree forts, a huge slide for his bro. & Sisters, a zip line, a dump trailer from a wagon, a playhouse for me, a chicken house, a dirt bike track & learning to ride motocross style, serving for 2 years a full time mission to Venezuela and learning to speak Spanish, and so many more things. We have watched others line up to take advantage of his talents. We have seen him help and bless others.
Sometimes Arlin and I just stand back in amazement and wonder how he got to be so great. We can't help but be proud and grateful for this wonderful son.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY Anthon Newell Burbidge.
Dad and I love you very much!
