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54<br />

JOSEPH SMITH, BY ALVIN GITTINS<br />

Ifrequently<br />

reflect on the<br />

comforting<br />

words <strong>of</strong> the Prophet<br />

Joseph Smith: “And<br />

that same sociality<br />

which exists among<br />

us here will exist<br />

among us there, only<br />

it will be coupled<br />

with eternal glory,<br />

which glory we do<br />

not now enjoy.”<br />

Everyone appeared to be in pain. I stepped<br />

close to my mother, who sat leaning against<br />

the van’s tire, and asked how she was. <strong>The</strong><br />

indecisive phrase “I don’t know” satisfied<br />

my frightened mind.<br />

Within minutes an emergency helicopter<br />

arrived to rush my mother and five-year-old<br />

brother, Josh, to a nearby hospital. I climbed<br />

into one <strong>of</strong> two ambulances that carried the<br />

rest <strong>of</strong> my battered family to the emergency<br />

room. Suffering from a mere scrape on my<br />

back, I was the least injured.<br />

My family dispersed into various examination<br />

rooms for individual treatment before<br />

we were reunited an hour or so later in a<br />

small hospital room at the request <strong>of</strong> my<br />

father. I looked around the room at family<br />

members whose medical treatments were<br />

temporarily postponed and began to worry<br />

about the effects <strong>of</strong> this unthinkable tragedy.<br />

Two <strong>of</strong> our family were missing: Josh, who I<br />

later learned was in a coma in critical condition,<br />

and Mom.<br />

<strong>The</strong> words my father then spoke will never<br />

fade from memory.<br />

“Mom is dead,” he mumbled beneath his<br />

tears.<br />

My heart sank, and my eyes also filled with<br />

tears. <strong>The</strong> room was silent for a few moments<br />

as these words sank in.<br />

“Who’s going to cook for us?” nineyear-old<br />

Sarah asked.<br />

Dad replied with the best words <strong>of</strong><br />

comfort he could think <strong>of</strong> under the circumstances.<br />

“I don’t know. We’ll work<br />

something out.”<br />

<strong>Christ</strong>mas was different that year,<br />

falling only six <strong>day</strong>s after the accident.<br />

We postponed celebrating the holi<strong>day</strong><br />

until Josh had recuperated enough to join<br />

the family. <strong>The</strong>n, on our special <strong>Christ</strong>mas<br />

morning, my seven brothers and sisters and<br />

I gathered in a circle around the tree with my<br />

dad to open presents. As was tradition in our<br />

family, the youngest, my one-year-old sister,<br />

picked the first present to open. She chose<br />

a gift my mother had prepared for the family<br />

before her death.<br />

Dad removed the wrapping paper from a<br />

framed cross-stitch that read, “<strong>The</strong> circle <strong>of</strong><br />

our love is Forever.” <strong>The</strong> implication <strong>of</strong> that<br />

simple phrase brought peace to my family in<br />

that time <strong>of</strong> trial, and the meaning behind the<br />

words has bound us together ever since with<br />

the knowledge that we will see our mother<br />

again.<br />

To<strong>day</strong>, nearly 17 years later, I’m reminded<br />

<strong>of</strong> the powerful truth <strong>of</strong> eternal families as<br />

I begin to build my own. Now my constant<br />

reminder to live my life worthily comes not<br />

only from my desire to see my mother again<br />

but also from my desire to live forever with<br />

my wife and baby boy.<br />

I frequently reflect on the comforting<br />

words <strong>of</strong> the Prophet Joseph Smith: “And<br />

that same sociality which exists among us<br />

here will exist among us there, only it will<br />

be coupled with eternal glory, which glory<br />

we do not now enjoy” (D&C 130:2).<br />

<strong>The</strong> cross-stitch we unwrapped many<br />

years ago still hangs on my family’s living<br />

room wall, reminding me and my siblings<br />

<strong>of</strong> our beloved mother, providing continued<br />

hope in the divine plan <strong>of</strong> our Heavenly<br />

Father, and bringing us peace <strong>of</strong> mind<br />

because <strong>of</strong> the promise <strong>of</strong> eternal families<br />

made possible by the sacrifice <strong>of</strong> our Savior<br />

<strong>Jesus</strong> <strong>Christ</strong>. ■<br />

David Toy is a member <strong>of</strong> the Tates Creek Ward,<br />

Lexington Kentucky Stake.

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