After the Funeral

Even with the knowledge of the Resurrection, losing a dear one still hurts.


But, with the knowledge of the Resurrection, coupled with the sweet Gift called the Holy Ghost, there was joy too.

Forever family became a little sweeter, and ever stronger.


We were ever grateful for Ministering Angels sent to save us. (These are the women at McDonalds who scooped up Brandi's babies and watched over them while Brandi tended to Juliet).
For family members a little closer to the veil. The man on the right is Uncle Terry, our family Patriarch. Besides being the eldest, he spends the most time in the temple making him downright angelic.
And the ones closest to the veil on the other end.



I was amazed at even more angels from the Hibbard 5th Ward. Never has a family been served better from a ward. They thought of ways to serve that I had never considered.






The Gospel has always been everything to me and mine. Now it is Everything with a capital 'E'. It is the reason we smile, with our arms wrapped even more tightly around each other.