When I was 12 my mother was walking me down to play with a friend when she turned to me and said, if anything happens to me know you will be alright. Of course I shrugged it off because I wanted to go play. She went back home and sat down in her favorite chair and immediately died of a massive stroke. I had always believed in God but knew right then that our Heavenly Father had told her she was going to be with him so she could reassure me. I have always loved Jesus through all my trials and joy and am blessed that he was revealed to me at such an early age!