Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Temple Square...
I love to visit Temple Square. I have so many memories of this place, from coming up here as a child to see the christmas lights, to waiting in line with my Young Womens Group and sleeping outside the temple waiting to get in the next morning to the Saturday Session(it was the one where Pres. Hunter was sworn in as Prophet) that was an adventure I will never forget. And the most special, this is where Skyler proposed to me outside in a carriage...and the best part of all is this is where we were married as a family for time and all eternity. We took Mckenzie & Kaylee, along with my parents up to see the Joseph Smith movie. It was a wonderful day that I will never forget. We visited the tabernacle and the visitors center. We chatted with the missionaries that were on temple square and felt of their spirit and love they had for their missions. It was a great day. The movie was amazing and just redefined my testimony for the wonderful Prophet Joseph. He was truly an amazing man and I have only the upmost gratitude and love for that man. The trials he had to endure were endless, as were the saviors but in the end it was a sacrifice for you and me...
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Thanksgiving Day...
Thanksgiving has come and gone, and so has my family. We were so blessed to be able to have them come out from Utah to join us (even if it was for 3 short days). We had so much fun just being together and hanging out. Steve made the turkey which was really impressive and the rest of us all pitched in to make the meal a delight. Bette's yams are always one of the favorites of the meal.We also got more aquainted with the WII, especially Sky's g-pa. He was so fun to watch at tennis.. We did miss Kip & Katie who were in Utah and my bro. Robby (who is now devoting his life to delivering christmas packages for Fed Ex..who knows he may just drop something by at your house! I love the holidays and I am so grateful to be able to share it with those I love most!
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