Benj and Grandpa George

Something unique about our #1 son is that, from the time he was a toddler, Benj has always been curious about sacred, gospel-related things--especially the principle of eternal families. When he found out I had lost my dad when I was just fifteen, he was seriously heart-broken and has always found ways through the years to reassure me of many things about my dad. First, that he is watching over us and gets to see the special things that happen to us. Second, that he will get the chance later to do all the fun grandpa things he didn't get to do in this life. Third, that he will never, not ever while we live and breathe, be forgotten in our home. He asks so many questions about what he was like, how he laughed, how he walked and talked, and whether he would have liked to play with him. And I have the pleasure of keeping Dad's memory alive in his own grandson when I tell him of his grandpa George's quiet and sincere way, of his light-hearted singing, his love of orange slices, cherry cheesecake--and he smiles extra big when I tell of his grandpa's ability to make anything out of wood out in the garage.....