Today we participated in a health fair at the Silverton Hotel. I am grateful for the wonderful doctors and staff that I am able to work with each day. My job is a great blessing in my life.

We visited the gravesite of Michelle’s mother, Marian, last weekend. One of the family members had recently left flowers. Each week I see patients with very limited vision and this has helped me appreciate my own vision and the ability to enjoy colors. I appreciate our colorful world.

Last weekend we celebrated the 80th birthday of Michelle’s father, Merlin O. Baker. He is a wonderful patriarch of a growing posterity. He is a man of principle, a man of integrity, and a man of compassion. He is a bright example of one who follows God in word and in deed. I am grateful for the way he has blessed my life.

Many of our family members on Michelle’s side were gathered this past weekend for the “Race for the Cure” and for other family events. I am grateful to be part of the great Baker clan. 

I have often felt too self-conscious over the years to really “put myself out” in public. I admire those that don’t don’t have to work with such inhibitions. A secret part of me wants to be less fearful about appearances. (But don’t count on seeing my pink wig anytime soon.)

These “Race for the Cure” participants were bold with their pink last weekend in Salt Lake City.