Brotherly Love

This morning it was raining and cold outside when I went to take my boys to school. I told all of them including Dylan to go outside and get in the car while I finished getting something we needed in the house. When I came outside it made my day to see my oldest son Landon with his coat around Dylan keeping him warm, because the car was locked and they couldn't get in. I was really proud at that moment to have such a great and thoughtful kid.
I love that my boys despite their disagreements look out for each other and are truly best friends. I hope they will always be that way. I am proud to be the mother of four amazing boys.
Yesterday was what would have been Preston's 10th birthday, it is hard not to wonder what he would be like and how he would act with his brothers. Landon told me the other day that he wished sometimes he knew what it was like to have an older brother, since he has had to assume that role for Logan and Dylan. I told him that he still has an older brother who although he cannot be seen, I am sure he watches over us and is helping us in ways we don't see.
I am truly blessed to be the mother of two of the best older brothers ever- and I love them very much.
I am grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ in my life and for all of the blessings I receive from my Heavenly Father and the greatest older brother of all- My Savior, for without him eternal families would not even be possible, and we would all be nothing. I am grateful that he was willing to suffer and atone for me so that I have a chance to be with him again if I keep trying to be better every day. That is the true meaning of brotherly love.