Grateful.

As I was playing with Rodney tonight before bed I didn't know that I had an email waiting in my inbox saying that my cousin had lost her dear daughter to Neuroblastoma. I read it and cried. I am so humbled. I feel horrible that I got frustrated this morning with him because I was trying to get dishes done and didn't "have time" to hold him. "Go to your Dad" I said. Makes me wish I would have just picked him up, gave him a hug and told him that I loved him more than he would ever know. How grateful I am to know that families can be together for eternity. That Mark and I have been sealed in the Temple and can be with our children forever. I'm grateful to know that little Emma has gone to heaven to wait for her family there. I gave Rodney extra loves before bed tonight with a bigger perspective of what's really important. I guess we all need reminders every once in a while!