Death

I think calling your pet after one you had before is bad luck. My sister bought another bunny around a month ago, maybe less. It was the cutest little thing ever, so alive, so healthy, so adorable, and so chubby around the stomach area. She named it Min Pao, after her old bunny that died. The new Min Pao died today. We buried it in the yard where we've buried all our pets that have died, and there have been a lot. It's like a pet cemetery. I wish I could comfort Larissa, she's truly been through many sour experiences lately. I don't know how she does it, how she has the strength to pull through. I'm amazed by her. She's a great example to me. I would be destroyed if my Rowdy died. I'm sad whenever I think I'll go back to Provo without him. I've been thinking about death, and how there's life after death, and I know it. Maybe we'll see all of our pets when we resurrect. I am pretty sure we will. Mom says we will. I know it might sound kind of cheesy, but I can see the perfection in the Lord's plan, He's taken under consideration every little detail of our lives and has made it into a plan that truly is a plan of happiness. I'm sure if we only do what He asks of us, He will make sure we are reunited with the people we love after death... and the pets we love as well. The Lord's plan is complete in every way and it's all we need to be truly happy. When you think about it, you can't help but feel grateful you have the gospel in your life that brings hope for a future that today may seem dark.