On April 30, 2015 at 7:30 MST, Steve and I received a text from Covey that brought reality to my heart and tears to my eyes: "Contractions have started! We'll keep you posted." I said a prayer for my daughter and soon-to-be-born grandson and cried some more. I made the hour long drive from Payson back to our home in North Salt Lake, and again, more tears and prayers for Kelsey, Covey, and their baby. I never realized until this moment that my heart would be so tied up in knots, worried for the safety of so many that I loved dearly. I realized then that I had to turn their safety and well-being over to God. He is the one in whom I wholly trust. I went to bed that night with my phone next to my bed, thinking to myself that I will hear from Covey or Kelsey sometime during the following day. As I got ready for bed, I once again knelt in prayer and my thoughts turned to Kelsey and the sacred work she was doing at that very moment. I drifted off to sleep, knowing that the wait to meet my new grandchild was almost over. I awoke from a deep sleep at 11:30 p.m. by the "ding" of my phone, indicating a message had come through. As I leaned over to the night stand and picked up my phone, there was the most glorious picture greeting me: My darling, radiant daughter, holding her straight-from-heaven son, and they were both so beautiful that my heart burst. Hyrum Covey Cole, born at 1:08 EST, safe and chubby at 7 lb 8 oz, 21.5 inches long. So amazing, this miracle we call life.
