Our ancestors' missing children

As I've been researching the Larson family over the years, I've come across a few death records of children of John and Caroline Larson that were not in their family tree and not sealed to them. I was never quite sure whether these children belonged to them or another John and Caroline because I hadn't researched it further and so I kept it on the backburner.

However this week as I was watching this very moving experience (34:43-42:25) of a woman who discovered a sweet little girl who was missing from a family's record and hadn't been sealed to them, I had the impression that I needed to go back and figure out whether those children I had previously found belonged to the John L. Larson family. That very night I looked at the records more closely and in a death register for a little boy - Loderick Yorgo (George) Larson - I saw he lived in the 19th ward in Salt Lake City. That was a huge clue because I knew John L. and his first wife Caroline lived there. Based on this residence, I was able to feel confident enough to add Loderick to the family - a little boy almost two and a half years old who died of measles. There was another child, Caroline Victoria, who died at 13 months old from marasmus, which in the historic medical literature referred to not being able to absorb nutrients from food. She was born in Brighton, which matches John L.'s second wife Caroline Ramstrom's residence, and her birth date was perfectly in between two other siblings, but I still was feeling like I needed to be more sure before I added her. Then Sunday morning as I was listening to this beautiful song, I was thinking about how the Savior invites us to come to know him one by one - "with hands they did feel and with eyes they did see" - and how each person in this life has or will have that opportunity. I thought about the healing that may be taking place in heaven for the Larson family who waded through so much trouble and heartache here on earth as they come to know the Savior better. I thought about the innocent children born to that troubled family and Caroline Ramstrom Larson's love for her children despite her circumstances. Then, this message came powerfully to my mind "My little girl, she is mine! I love her. Please seal her to me". I was overcome with emotion and I replied, "I will!". I knew then that Caroline Victoria Larson was Caroline Ramstrom Larson's daughter and I could add her to the family and have her sealed to them. How joyful and beautiful is a mother's love for her child and the very thought that our children can be ours forever thanks to our Savior is something more than beautiful.