“A Hug from Mom,” Ensign, Sept. 1981, 55
Last Sunday in sacrament meeting I couldn’t stop the tears that came during the closing song, “When upon Life’s Billows.” Just a year and a half before, I had sat next to my mother in Sunday School and this had been the opening song.
As we sang, my mom had slipped her arm around my shoulders and hugged me. In a wave of feeling I still remember, I knew then how much I was loved and that I could never doubt this love.
Though she is no longer with me, I still feel mom’s soft arm around my shoulders and I know that I have felt a love that crosses the boundaries of death. Jane Hulihan, Provo, Utah