homesick for heaven

This past week has been a rough one. On monday I got a call from texas. One of my really good friends died in an electrical fire earlier that day. It was a rough phone call and week, for that matter. My friend wasn't LDS or religious in any way. We did have some discussions about the Book of Mormon and the church I belonged to. She also asked me questions and I was more than happy to answer them but that was as far as her "investigating the church" went. The first couple days after she died I felt a bit guilty. I was blessed to know the truth, to have knowledge she didn't have and I didn't share it with here. I felt bad and worried. After doing a lot of praying and talking with some inspired people I felt at peace with everything. I am so blessed to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. I am blessed to know that there is a life after this one. That there is a loving Heavenly Father who cares about what happens in your life and if you are happy. I am blessed to know that I have an older bother, Jesus Christ, who has felt every thing that I have. That knowledge was a comfort to me. He knows what I am going through, what I am feeling and it was nice to know that I'm not alone. Not ever. I am blessed to know that I can be forgiven of the things that I do wrong. I can be given a second try! I'm so so blessed to have been raised with this knowledge. I am a very blessed person and sometimes it is hard to see. I've been having a hard time lately and I'm so thankful to everyone who pulled me out of my "pitty-party" and helped me see how much I am blessed with :)