My sweet grandma Edith Johnson passed away October 4th, 2013 at the age of 94. I am so grateful for my knowledge that families can be together forever. It brings me such joy & comfort. What a sweet & wonderful reunion she and my grandpa are having. Grandma Johnson was so classy. Always dressed perfectly from head to toe with the most beautiful jewelry and always had bold bright lipstick on. (I must have inherited my love of makeup from her) I hope to follow in her footsteps and live as wonderful as she. My aunt wrote a perfect and beautiful sketch about her life.
Life does not begin with birth, nor does it end with death. Prior to our birth, we dwelled as spirit children with our Father in Heaven. There we eagerly anticipated the possibility of coming to earth and obtaining a physical body. Knowingly we wanted the risks of mortality, which would allow the exercise of agency and accountability. “This life [was to become] a probationary state; a time to prepare to meet God.” (Alma 12:24.) But we regarded the returning home as the best part of that long-awaited trip, just as we do now. Before embarking on any journey, we like to have some assurance of a round-trip ticket. Returning from earth to life in our heavenly home requires passage through—and not around—the doors of death. We were born to die, and we die to live. (See 2 Cor. 6:9.) As seedlings of God, we barely blossom on earth; we fully flower in heaven.