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I got a phone call today telling me that a young girl that I have known as an acquaintance for about 8 years had died yesterday.  She was on her way to attend her first year at BYU.  Her brother was driving and fell asleep, rolling the car.  She was from Coppell and was turning 19 on Saturday.  It made me remember, once again, how fragile life is.  Just Sunday night she was having a birthday party with her family and playing the piano and laughing…looking forward to college. 

I remembered that I need to hug my children more and appreciate each day I have with them.  They are precious and I am not promised any amount of time with them on earth.  I am thankful for the faith that I have that we will be together again after death.  That our spirits are eternal.  That there is life beyond the grave.