A couple of weeks ago I had one of those tremendous spiritual experiences. I was sitting in primary- substituting. And the chorister asked the kids to pick a favorite song. A boy sitting behind me raised his hand and asked to sing "Armies a Helaman". I glanced over my shoulder to see who it was and I saw Michael sitting there. I took a deep breath and looked again and realized the boy was really my nephew David.

As we sang one of Michael's favorite songs I felt his presence right beside me singing along with our primary. And tears rolled down my cheeks as I felt his love and peace. In fact I am crying those same tears as I remember what it felt like to feel his presence.

When Michael first died I know he was instrumental in helping me gain the unshakable foundation of my testimony. There have been several times in my life I knew he was with me. But it has been a long time. And I was just so touched to know he still loves me- that he saw my precious little boy- that he joined us in singing one of his favorite songs. Just so grateful for those fleeting moments when the veil is thin.

As a side note when looking at David a little later I was struck by how much he looks like Michael- definitely a similar build. And I also realized that he is the same age now that Michael was when he died.

Michael is the closest thing I ever had to a brother growing up- and I loved him dearly. It is so important to me to know he lives on- that we will be reunited some day.

I miss you.

This is just to prove that Michael and David do look alike- it is much more striking in person.