Monday Memories

I have been wanting to write this one down on my journal for a long time now. It is the most scariest thing that has happend to me, and I am ready to share it with the world.

note- this is my journal, so bear with me, and I will have fun posts this week I promise..



(This happened this year)

We had just got word from a phone call that our dear Prophet Gordon B. Hinkely had passed away. We were all shocked, not that we didn't know it was going to happen, but just that he was actually gone.

We did scriptures, prayed and tucked the kids into bed, Maka headed for work. Everything went planned as a usual Sunday night until one phone call about 11pm

It was my niece asking for Aanya...

Niece- Is Aanya there?

Me- Niece!!! Yes she is here, do you know what time it is? She is in bed what do you need?

Niece- I just wanted to talk to her about Maka's work exploding....

Me- (Dumbfounded) WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?

Niece- Uhhhh- My mom just told me that Maka's work just exploded...

Me- GIVE THE PHONE TO YOU MOM!!!!!

Me- Sala- What is going on....

Sala- We felt like there was just a earthquake, and come to find out that it was the plant exploding... Bishop tried calling down there and all the Tongans are OK, but they can't find Maka anywhere..

Me- Hyperventilating (for real) Gotta go...

I sat there for a second, thinking to myself... "What we just fought for our lives with his cancer, and now he just fridgen died in an explosion!!! (screaming at Heavenly Father) "Don't do this to me, help them get to him fast"

I tried to phone my husbands cell phone a million times, nothing, I was balling, yelling, all the kids woke up, I couldn't help myself. With all the strength I needed and had going through almost death once, I couldn't do it again...

I immediately called my good friend and who was also the Relief Society President, she asked me if she could come over.. I said no... I was headed down there.... She asked me to wait, to stay with the kids, I said no, I was already headed out the door.

Maka had taken the suburban to work, so I only had his truck. No car seats no room, I piled everyone in the truck and headed out. I was crying so badly I couldn't hardly see the road.

Great Dev, you just takin' all your children to go see this... What are you thinking?

I really didn't know what to think.. I really wasn't thinking. I just wanted to know...

About 5 minutes before I got to the plant, I got a phone call from Maka. He was OK, just bumped up a bit. I then yelled at him and asked why he did not call me or anyone to let them know you were OK.... (trust me, I did not say it in a pretty tone), he then went to say this...

After the explosion, I stayed in there to go see if I could get anyone out...

I thought to myself... No that is not what you are suppose to do. You do not go into more trouble, you do not replay 911.

Then I calmed myself and said.. OK, are you sure you are OK.. I am on my way, do you want me to come...

Maka- NO, they won't let anyone even close to the plant anyway. Just go home, and put the kids back to bed...

Let me state for the record.. I love that my husband would go serve his fellow workers like that....And I am glad he did, and would probably want him to do it again..

Why do I have such a brave one...

I still have kinks in my Web site, but I am going to launch it anyway, I want to get this I touch off for someone for a Christmas present.. I will Launch it on Thursday, this will be my last post until then, and I can't come visit you all until then also... Be safe. Be happy!!!!

Me