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The years when we had just Don, Scott, Laura and Lisa were especially sweet years for us. Our oldest child, Don, was barely old enough to enter school, and Lisa was still tiny. We enjoyed remarkably tender and loving times together in our tiny home in Smithfield, Utah, and strong eternal bonds connected us to one another. Perhaps that special time was a preparation for what was to come.
Laura was suddenly stricken with two virulent types of adult leukemia which snuffed out her life during a brief two-month period in 1966, shortly before her fifth birthday. Her gentle, uncomplaining spirit during those two difficult months touched everyone: our family, the doctors, her friends in the Ward and in Primary, our extended family.
In response to our prayers, the Lord made us know that she wouldn’t linger with us for long, and so we prepared our children, as the Ward prepared the Primary children, to understand the meaning of death, and the joys that lay beyond the veil.
The yearning to be reunited with her beyond the veil has
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