I wish it were 6 degrees of seperation between me and someone shot in the tragedy. My sister Summer had a dear high school friend who was killed in the french class with only 2 survivors. Jack is now the Bishop of our ward (clergy for our congregation) and he officiated in his first funeral on Friday. At Hazel's funeral, he talked about our time here on earth being such a brief moment in the eternal scheme of things. As he was talking about that, I really felt something that I always understood and knew in my mind, but on Friday I felt it in my heart, in my mind, in my bones and my blood. I felt the peace that comes through knowing about the plan of salvation. I felt the peace only the Savior can bring. Some people may say I feel that now because I have to in order to comprehend the crisis. But I know it, I feel it, not because I need to but because it is truth. Summer, you can also feel that peace, I know you can. Nevermind the nay-sayers, they will try to belittle you saying no God would let this happen. We both know there is more to it than that. Summer, there is peace and comfort to be found. We love you.