Memorial Tribute

I spent the day in the "Mother-land". I call it the motherland because it is where I come from. It is where I began. . . It is where my parents and my grandparents and my great-grandparents, and many more grandparents began. It is our family MotherLand. I go back every Memorial Weekend and I pay tribute to those buried in the motherland cemetery. That includes a lot of loved ones. But there is one who I love and miss so much. . . . there are not words to express how I feel about him. He is my husband. . . . It began 43 years ago. . . We were so young. It seems like a dream. Something wonderful that happened a long long time ago.

After 25 years we became like this. A wonderful life we had worked to create. Harmony and happiness was in our home. Laughter, chatter, activity, and most of all Love. . .

25 Years and 4 children. . . . what a great time, and what a great life.

And then........................................ it ended sooner than we had anticipated. Never to be on this earth again. Not in this lifetime.

This is where my husband is now. He has been there for 18 years. It is easier now than it was then, but it never stops from hurting. I wish it would have lasted longer, I wish I would have had a lifetime with him. I wish he could have finished his time with me and his children and grandchildren. . . . I wish he could have grown old with me. . . . Oh, the many wishes!

Because of Him, Jesus Christ, I know my husband's life did not end at the grave. I know he lives, and that someday we will be together, and time will not matter.

Because he and I were Sealed for Time and All Eternity in this place. It eases my pain and gives me Hope because I have Faith in the Savior Jesus Christ and the Promises I received in

His Holy Temple