9.24.2012

An Exercise in Compassion: In Praise of Avery



Although a bit dramatic I always imagine that in the pre-mortal world Avery volunteered to come to our family a tad early. Born just five months before Claire was diagnosed with Leukemia, Avery was a difficult baby. She cried every evening for about three hours. Eating was challenging. The only way to lull her into a nap was to listen to Josh Groban’s You Are Loved loudly while swaying back and forth in our winter-lit living room. I cradled her small body further and further from my own, still swaying to keep the rhythm of my rocking arms the same as the cadence of the baby swing, until she rested in the swing. Then, careful not to jostle the newborn bundle, I held my breath while I released my grasp. Claire, not yet two, rocked and swayed with me. She knew we would read books when Avery was finally asleep.

We had no business getting pregnant with Avery. We had previously struggled with infertility for almost 5 years before getting pregnant with Claire, and we had every reason to believe it could take another five before our family would number four. We were understandably overjoyed with the surprise of her pregnancy. I remember the day well. It was a Saturday morning, and a sleepy Dustin was holding a sleepy 14-month-old Claire. They were in the kitchen making pancakes. This time, I didn’t tell him I was taking a test because, really, I didn’t think it possible that I could be pregnant. Barely able to talk after reading the results I lept out to the kitchen bar. Without preamble, I announced, “Dus, I’m pregnant!” I don’t think anyone could look more stunned than he did at that moment. The best surprise we’ve experienced by far.

Still, I don’t think Avery was ready to come. In January, she arrived to us, and she just wasn’t prepared for this world. She was still longing for Heaven and cried for it often. I envision that her compassionate spirit had discovered what was about to take place in her family, and I think she raised her hand quickly, “I will go now,” she most likely said. “I want to be there for Claire.” I think someone probably told her that it would not be easy to go early, but I’m sure she insisted that she would do her best to make things easier for Claire. “I want to help!” I’m sure she said this because she still says it often.

A couple of weeks ago, Dustin taught a lesson on prayer for Family Home Evening. The girls loved holding the footprints that were the ‘steps of prayer’ and walked along the bright paper prints as Dustin helped them say the words. Claire consistently started with “Thank you for this day” and asked blessings upon “Gangy and Pop Pop and Grandma and Grandpa.” Avery needed a little more prodding, but ultimately thanked Heavenly Father for her beautiful hair and asked blessings upon her umbrella.  As Dustin closed his lesson he told the girls he wanted to give them a present. Claire’s dark eyes lit up at the mention of a present. She loves gifts of any kind. She listened raptly as he then explained that he was going to give them each a father’s blessing. He compared the blessing to a special prayer. He blessed Claire first, and although the words were beautiful, I only remember that he voiced aloud the words, “I bless you that Leukemia will leave your body and that it won’t return.” A Father’s request. For Claire, that’s all I needed to hear. He then blessed Avery. I admit I peeked at her, folding her arms tightly across her chest as only a two-year-old can. The Spirit was strong and both girls were surprisingly reverent. In Avery’s blessing, Dustin began with “You are very special.” I know all children are special, but it struck me that Avery is exceptionally so. He then stated that, already kindhearted, Avery has progressed in compassion immensely in her two years in this mortal life. Tears came to my eyes at this moment as I felt the truth of the declaration and the power in Avery’s spirit.

I know from my own experience as Claire’s mother these past two years that my compassion has worn thin on many occasions. I have wavered in my love when things are most difficult. Avery never has. She has shared beyond her years. More than a younger sibling syndrome of wanting to please the older child, Avery serves Claire. She is concerned for Claire. She loves Claire even when Claire gives nothing in return. In many ways, Avery has grown more from this trial than Claire herself.

Maybe it’s because she volunteered for it.

10 comments:

  1. I don't know when I will stop crying when reading about your beautiful family, but I will gladly trade the sad tears for all the more recent happy tears. I think I have thanked you for sharing all the lessons and trials your family has been through. I hope that we will still have access to the other blog. It has helped me put into words my own trials and testimony (you both are good writers) even though my trials haven't been as intense. I miss you Sally! We will just have to visit Colorado.=) Congratulations!

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    1. Oh, and you're more than welcome to visit us here in Colorado anytime! We'd love to have you. :)

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  3. Sally and Dustin, once again I am moved by your openness at sharing. Thank you. Your testimony shines brightly through your words and gives me hope in my own life. I really am learning that trials are part of the whole experience we're getting here on earth. I recently read a personal interview and I have so much appreciation for this quote from Julie B. Beck: "I've learned that the world teaches us that we can have the dream now. They express the dream as what Adam and Eve had in the garden--you don't have to work for anything and everything is peaceful and happy. That's really where the adversary still is. But we chose to have a mortal experience to prepare for the real dream, and that dream is eternal life. Eve was willing to go through a long, hard mortal experience in order to work toward the promise of the dream--I don't think most women realize that. They're trying to make it be the dream now. We don't get that here. What we get here is the experience." I've had a negative view of trials my whole life and I thought that maybe I could beat them or avoid them through righteousness somehow. You know, facing this hard mortal experience with the help of our Savior is the only thing worth doing. Thank you for your example and testimony of the power of the Atonement and of our loving Heavenly Father. And God bless Avery for the tender mercy that she is in your family. God is so merciful that He gives us exactly what we need, and sometimes, because He loves us perfectly, He gives us even more than that, He gives us what we don't even know we need. I know He loves you and your family.

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    1. I read that quote, too, Michelle! Did you find it on the LDS Living website? Sis. Beck's words resonated with me deeply, but at the same time, they are kind of hard to hear. It's definitely a process to accept them and do something good with them. I love that you commented here on the new blog. You and Amy were the first - two of my oldest friends. Love you!

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  4. What a beautiful tribute to Avery. She deserves it. I wish to be more like her in how I love and treat my siblings.

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  5. Oh that sweet little Avery! I'm so glad that I got to meet her in her squeaky shoe days :) Can't wait to see them grow together over the years.

    Love this new blog.

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  6. Great blog Sally! Give Avery a hug for me. :)

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  7. Profound. You truly are open and gracious in your experience of trials. What a gift you give others. Thanks for letting the world be a part and learn from and be blessed by them.
    It is beautiful to see how much love those girls share. I know much of it is due to the love you shower them in your home.
    So glad to be your friend.

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  8. Sorry. I'm in here on David's account, but that last comment was by Ramona :)

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