One day, you are at a meeting for scout camp. You're talking and laughing with people you love. Then you're driving home from Ogden, and somehow, your friend miraculously ends up right behind you on the highway. And then you are at home and your mother is on the phone with your panicked grandmother. And then you are at the hospital telling that same panicked grandmother that her husband (your loving grandfather) is gone. And then you are driving back to Logan for school, but you're crying so hard that you can barely see the road. And once you are back in Logan, you can't even go to your classes because the grief and sadness is all consuming. And then a week goes by and you're standing next to your grandfathers casket - saying goodbye to one of the best people you've ever known in your whole life. And you can't stop crying because you're sad and because everyone around you is crying. And you can't remember the last time that you weren't crying. And then a month goes by and you don't even realize it. And your dad wears your grandpa's old suit to church. And you spend the hardest night of your life with your now widowed grandmother in her now much emptier home. And life has gone on. You've paid the bills, passed three exams, and written too many papers to count. And the next day you go to Institute and your teacher has everyone in the room write the name of a loved who has passed away on the white board. And you watch a movie about Jesus Christ and the Atonement. And you're crying again. And the end of the movie shows people in heaven touching Christ's hands and smiling because they are happy! And then you realize that your beloved grandfather is among them - the happy, smiling people surrounding Christ. And you can finally stop crying because you know that your grandfather is happy and that someday, you - and all of the people you love - will join your grandfather among the happy, smiling crowd at Christ's side.
