So, I'm sitting on the floor at my brother's right now. I have come to know for myself, that hardwood floors are not conducive to comfortable seating. I think my behind has gone numb. :-/
Anyway, I went to my 2nd cousin's funeral today in Salt Lake. I didn't actually get a chance to meet the little guy. He died 3 days after he was born in North Carolina. I was planning on being all stoic and whatnot, but I ended up crying anyway. It brought back old feelings. Well, semi old feelings about what I felt when my mom died. True, losing a child is probably far worse than losing a parent just by sheer fact that parents are supposed to leave this mortal existence before their children but nonetheless, the feelings have to be almost the same. I don't know what it'd be like to lose a child after 3 days of having him here on earth in the flesh. I do know what it's like to see a parent waste away from a cruel, unforgiving disease.
Having family members die, or people that I'm close to, makes me happy that I have the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation in my life. I mean, truly and honestly, I think if I didn't know that I'd be able to see family members who've passed on or that there was even a life after this mortal state, I'd be sad all the time. The knowledge that Christ atoned for my sins and everyone else's brings me comfort. It's because of the Atonement and the Plan of Salvation - Redemption or Happiness - that it's possible to see them again. It's because of my Savior that this is possible. Yes, I'm still human and I still miss my mom sometimes. But I know where she is and I know that I am able to see her again...granted that I do everything I need to live my life righteously. I'm just glad to know that this isn't the end.
There's some weird noises coming from outside so I'm going to turn off the lights and shut the house up real tight so I can actually sleep tonight.
Good night dear readers.
Anyway, I went to my 2nd cousin's funeral today in Salt Lake. I didn't actually get a chance to meet the little guy. He died 3 days after he was born in North Carolina. I was planning on being all stoic and whatnot, but I ended up crying anyway. It brought back old feelings. Well, semi old feelings about what I felt when my mom died. True, losing a child is probably far worse than losing a parent just by sheer fact that parents are supposed to leave this mortal existence before their children but nonetheless, the feelings have to be almost the same. I don't know what it'd be like to lose a child after 3 days of having him here on earth in the flesh. I do know what it's like to see a parent waste away from a cruel, unforgiving disease.
Having family members die, or people that I'm close to, makes me happy that I have the knowledge of the Plan of Salvation in my life. I mean, truly and honestly, I think if I didn't know that I'd be able to see family members who've passed on or that there was even a life after this mortal state, I'd be sad all the time. The knowledge that Christ atoned for my sins and everyone else's brings me comfort. It's because of the Atonement and the Plan of Salvation - Redemption or Happiness - that it's possible to see them again. It's because of my Savior that this is possible. Yes, I'm still human and I still miss my mom sometimes. But I know where she is and I know that I am able to see her again...granted that I do everything I need to live my life righteously. I'm just glad to know that this isn't the end.
There's some weird noises coming from outside so I'm going to turn off the lights and shut the house up real tight so I can actually sleep tonight.
Good night dear readers.
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