I believe in a life with God our Father before we came to earth. I believe when we came to earth there was a veil of forgetfulness placed over our minds so that we could learn the eternal principle of Faith. We needed to practice believing in things we could only feel first, then hope in and eventually see…not all of this harvest comes in this earth life…such a test. But my personal belief is that we have no veil of forgetfulness over our emotions. It seems to me that we inherently know that in a family we should have a sense of belonging. We seem to automatically want our parents to love us, see us and accept us…whatever we look like. I believe this desire runs eternally deep and I think the most significant evidence there is of this lack of veil is how people emotionally respond when they don’t have these things in their families. They feel; hurt, fearful that they might never feel like they belong to a family, angry because they missed something they were entitled too experiencing, ripped off because they feel deficient or defective personally, emotionally wounded. What makes us believe that family is a place of love and belonging? A place to be known acknowledged and accepted? Who told us that? I believe we lived with our Father in Heaven, God, before we came to earth. I believed we lived in a family there. I believe I am His daughter and I have no memory of this in my mind, but I believe my emotions remember how I felt there. I was loved, I was safe, I was known, I was accepted for who I was who I still am today in some ways, there is no question that I belonged there because my Father in Heaven wanted me, He created me, He brought me to life. I believe these things and I believe in them and when I live according to my emotional memory; I am happier, I feel aligned and I feel honest. I wonder what joy was there in our family there with God. I wonder how I felt when He delighted in me. I wonder how I can create that kind of feeling in my home; for myself, for my husband, for my children?