Ghost Stories

I think Daniel may be getting sick. He threw up during Sunday School today. It wasn't spit up, it was vomit. Luckily, it was on the easily-cleaned TV cart and not the carpeted floor. I hope it's nothing serious.
Our RS lesson today was on the Holy Ghost. It made me think of the times I have remembered feeling it strongly. The one that came immediately to my mind happened just before gary and I got engaged. I had been thinking about where our relationship was going, and was wondering if we would get married, or just keep dating. My institute teacher at the time had told us that Heavenly Father won't make our decisions for us, that we need to make our own and then ask him if it as right. So I prayed and told Heavenly Father that I wanted to marry Gary and asked if he was the right one. I had the most amazing feeling I can ever remember after the prayer was done. It was warm, incredibly happy and peaceful. I got up and wrote Gary a letter about it (one I never intended to give him), telling him how he was the only one I wanted to come through the veil to into the temple. The next day, Gary proposed. I know he had a similar experience when He was deciding the same issue. He had decided he wanted to date other people, and asked Heavenly Father if it was the right choice. He got a "stupor of thought" and couldn't think of anyone else he wanted to date. It's pretty neat how Heavenly Father helps us to be happy if we just trust him. And we are happy! I hope we can teach our children how to listen to the Holy Ghost and ask Heavenly Father to guide them. I know He answers prayers - I have a beautiful little boy and a wonderful, caring husband as proof.