We came to Columbia SC for memorial day weekend. It was nice to go to the temple. The first time since my brother passed which proved to be an emotional disaster for me. Oh well. I was happy for the peace and assurance of the gospel. It was an entirely unexpected emotional reaction. It was the longest hardest cry I had and it happened in public. LAME. I hate crying. In fact I rarely ever ever cry. DOUBLE LAME.
1 comment:
Steph, sometimes we just need a good cry! Hugs!
Post a Comment