WAKE UP AND BE AWESOME!

I've had chances to have one-on-one's with Thomas S. and Henry B. but the one person who I've learned so so much more from is this little guy named Harrison "Harry" Koller -- actually, "Harry" if you want to go by his favorite name!
I learned so much from that little guy combined, than from Monson and Erying combined! (No offense meant!)
Harrison "Harry" Koller was one of my first Daybreak 8th Ward Babies that came crashing into my nursery and it was love at first sight for both of us! He'd go about nursery duties with such diligence. Never a problem ... well mayby when there was an already taken rug nearby me during "Singing Time. Yet, he was always just happy to sing. 

Harry's Tootsies

During Sacrament Meeting, he'd break loose from his mom and dad and jump up on my lap and ask, "Sister 'Narr" (he couldn't pronounce the "Sn" of Sister Snarr" of my name ... so cute) if we could sing "I Love to See the Temple" REAL" reverent. Then with his impish face, he lean over and tell me goofy jokes and we'd try not to laugh. One day, he asked to me to take his picture, so I aimed at his face ... "No Sister 'Narr" take a picture of my tootsie!" We couldn't stop giggling! This is my favorite picture of him ... its his toe! So there you have it ... Harry's tootsies! 

This picture means so much to me .... In 2012, Harry, sweetest, most fun, impish, crazy and the most awesome youngest member of the Koller Family passed away, leaving this world of love, soccer and his family to continue his great spirit. Those short beautiful years were a great lesson for me ... of how much I loved and was blessed to have Harry in my life. Of Eternal Family ... Little did his parents know just how much it meant to me when he wanted to go visit Sister "Narr" on Halloween to show off his 'Buzz Lightyear" costume. He was my little guy! Heavenly Father knew and reminded me of the blessing of children I never was blessed to birth. Harry blessed me ...

reminding me to BE AWESOME!  

I often visit his grave and cry because I miss him -- and I cry for my lost eternal marriage. He came from such a loving and eternal family -- he is so blessed. It was as if I could feel his little hand take mine and hear him say, "Sister 'Narr" don't cry ... BE AWESOME!" I always walked away with a smile ... an AWESOME SMILE! 
What a blessing and light he was during such dark, sad times. His morning motto was always, "WAKE UP AND BE AWESOME!" I'm sure with a giggle and a big infectious smile, Harry is saying to each of us, "WAKE UP AND BE AWESOME! ... Have an AWESOME DAY!"

Time is a transformative 

AWESOME blessing!

FOR MORE INFORMATION ON THE ETERNAL NATURE OF THE THE FAMILY:

http://www.mormonch
annel.org/gospel-solutions-for-families/1