Love for Ronan

This week I have been doing a lot studying about the joy that can come from children and even the joy that come from the Plan of Salvation. This is the Plan that our Heavenly Father has for us that answers the questions of Why we are here?, Where we are going?, and Where we came from?. I was reading in the October 2013 Ensign, a Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints magazine, there is an article about a family who had a child that died right after being born. It made me think of a popular song, Ronan by Taylor Swift. This is a song about a child that dies after just being four years old. Swift sings about the struggles that come through from losing a child. When this song came out, I searched about the little kid and found that his mother has a blog in which she wrote to help her with the struggles. After reading the Ensign this month, I couldn’t help but think how hard it would be to have a child die. I have never had a child but I have watched my grandparents struggle with hardship when my Uncle died in Iraq in 2004. Watching my grandparents, I have seen how a knowledge of the Plan of Salvation has helped have more joy. This plan shows how much our Heavenly Father loves us. He loves so much that he wants us to return to live with him again. He wants us to have happiness in this life. I love that our families can have the opportunity to live together forever. That we will have the chance to see our families again.The article ends by showing that as we turn to our Heavenly Father for help in these difficult times, then we can have strength and happiness that will help us cope with the loss of a loved one. The loss of a child is something  that I hope no one has to go through.

Ronan

By Taylor Swift

I remember your bare feet down the hallway
I remember your little laugh
Race cars on the kitchen floor, plastic dinosaurs
I love you to the moon and back

I remember your blue eyes looking into mine
Like we had our own secret club
I remember you dancing before bed time
Then jumping on me, waking me up

I can still feel you hold my hand, little man
And even the moment I knew
You fought it hard like an army guy
Remember I leaned in and whispered to you

Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years

I remember the drive home
When the blind hope turned to crying and screaming “Why?”
Flowers pile up in the worst way, no one knows what to say
About a beautiful boy who died

And it’s about to be halloween
You could be anything you wanted if you were still here
I remember the last day when I kissed your face
I whispered in your ear

Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
Out of this curtain room and this hospital grey, we’ll just disappear
Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years

What if I’m standing in your closet trying to talk to you?
What if I kept the hand-me-downs you won’t grow into?
And what if I really thought some miracle would see us through?
What if the miracle was even getting one moment with you?

Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
Come on baby with me we’re gonna fly away from here
You were my best four years

I remember your bare feet down the hallway
I love you to the moon and back

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(Ronan Thompson)

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About rileyfrazier

I am a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. I am currently in the Florida Jacksonville Mission. Being a missionary has been a huge blessing for me and I am grateful to have the chance to share a message about Jesus Christ to others. I am from Washington State and I went to college in Montana. I was blessed with the privilege of being a college athlete in Cross Country and Track and Field. Running is my favorite thing to do. I am bit of hipster and like to have a loud crazy life. View all posts by rileyfrazier

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