These last two aren't mine---but the rest are. It was such a blessing to see this marvelous structure rise up every day, right outside my door--Literally across the street!
President Monson was funny and sweet, and prophetic. Elder Eyring wanted to come, but he broke his ankle! Sister Faust quietly slipped to the other side that morning...the Temple was wrapped in a thick blanket of fog that lifted as soon as the 1st session was over. The sun came out for the first time in weeks!
It was wonderful.
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