It all started on a reasonably warm day in December. December 20, 1973. Joe and I were married in the Provo Temple. We had a reception a couple days later--the weather was not nice at all --- it stormed really bad. What else to you expect for December. we have been through a lot of storms together since then; some to do with weather and some to do with tragedy and some to do with each others weakness and pride. To those times I say:
Stand Eternal
Many years ago we entered temple doors hand in hand, our future ahead of us.We said yes to each other I would be your eternal wife you would be my eternal companion. We said yes in front of our fathers who stood as witnesses to the sacred event. Through the years we forgot sometimes how simple and pure it is to love. We sometimes forgot that, as a couple we could stand eternal. Buildings are torn down my men to make room for new buildings but our love could be eternal.But alas, yes men too could tear it down. Sometimes we let the thoughts of man tear at our scared standing. Pages have been turned containing sacred writings as we have written history brought children into the world-we have passed through valleys and hills together. I wish it had always been hand in hand. Yet sometime albeit we were together our hearts were far apart. Yet always something brought us in each other’s reach. We stood over a child and waited for her to pass through the veil of mortal life into another world. Our hearts have ached for her. We recall her; she is part of the sacred writing of our book of life. Now in the middle of our lives can we again say yes? Can we stand eternally together? I am neither the young bride nor you the youthful husband, yet we still are children of God. Eternity is not so far away it is part of today. Let us stand eternal.
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