Last weekend my cousin Aaron passed away. I've been thinking a lot about him that last few days, about life and the choices we all make. I know that Heavenly Father has a plan for all of us. I know we are His children and that He loves us. It's just hard sometimes to understand why things have to happen they way they do. .
As I've thought about growing up with Aaron a few different memories came to mind. **We used to play ninja turtles in Grandma Halladay's front room. Aaron and Ben (little brother) and Mark and Zac (other cousins) would bring their bags of turtles and we would play forever. **We played dodge ball on the tramp. It seems that Aaron and Zac were always winning. Those two were buds. I remember feeling very jealous that Zac liked Aaron better than me. **Grandma and Grandpa Halladay took some of us girls to Flaming George with them every year. Aaron and his family usually went too. It was fun. **Easter hunts were always so much fun. Aaron was fast and usually got to all of the places first.
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I'll miss Aaron. I'll miss the life he could of had. I'll always remember the great person I knew. I'm grateful for the knowledge I have that families are forever. I'm grateful for my Savior, Jesus Christ, who suffered for all of us, knowing the difficulties we would each face.
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Love you Aaron. Rest in Peace.
5 comments:
I'm so sorry. It seems so tragic when someone so young passes away. I hope your family's knowledge of the gospel is a great comfort to you all during the hard time.
Thank goodness for the gospel and the knowledge that you have of eternal families. It is still hard to lose a loved one, but sweet is the comfort the gospel brings. {{{hugs}}} to you and your family. xoxoxo
Thanks for posting Sara. We had some good times together. Much love.
Sorry for your loss :( That is really sad. The Gospel is wonderful in the peace it can bring!
Sara what's the story? With your cousin? Unfortunately we are part of the same club now....it sucks but it has honestly changed me so much for the better. I really don't look at death like I used to. I used to think of it as an end and I don't anymore. I know where my brother is and what he's doing and I know he's not gone, just somewhere else doing something else now. I know they keep tabs on us and look out for us. It's comforting to realize that. So I hope you can grow from your loss too. Love you my friend! MIA
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