This morning I went to a beautiful funeral. My friend Marohn's little 5yo brother was killed in a boating accident last Friday. The funeral was full of strength and testimony and light, because they understand that Keaton's mission on this earth was completely fulfilled, and they will see him again, once their missions are fulfilled as well.
Just a couple weeks ago Marohn was sending me cute pictures of her brother, and I was sending pictures of my little brother Canon, in return.
Her little brother went back to live with Heavenly Father, mine is still with me.
I'm gonna go hug him for the millionth time now.