It is the end of Christmas Day and I sit down to relax after a wonderful day of presents, good food, and family. I turn on my computer and see that my nieces and nephews have all been to David's grave. My brother passed away 13 years ago today. There are 5 lit candles representing each child he had to leave behind for a short while. My eyes well up with tears not wanting to even fathom the sacrifice made. Christmas day, of all days, Heavenly Father decided to take my brother home. And I ponder to myself how grateful I am to my Savior for coming to this earth, and to my Heavenly Father for this gift, that one day I will be reunited with my brother and never be parted again. Some may see the passing of a loved one on Christmas day as a damper on the season. But I see it as a blessing and testimony that we are loved, all of mankind, on this earth by our Savior, our Heavenly Father, and those who have passed before us. I am so much more thankful for the gift of my Savior. Until we meet again, David. I love you!
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