Dan and I went on a weekend retreat from October 24-25. We enjoyed a lovely autumn weekend at our alma mater, Brigham Young University. We cheered the Cougars to a victory over UNLV and visited campus and went to the school's student film festival, Final Cut. The kids stayed at home with my sister, and we had a great time making new memories and revisiting our past.
I had to take a picture of the Kimball Tower because we shared a special memory there on Friday, January 5, 2001. Dan picked me up from work at The Daily Herald, and he told me he thought we should play the penny game in the Kimball Tower for our date. I went along with it and we drove up to campus. We went inside and got to the highest level and dropped pennies down the empty staircase. Then Dan showed me the sign against the wall that read "Observation Deck" next to the door. He tried the door and it opened. What luck, I thought. We walked out onto the deck and looked out at the dark sky, enjoying the solitude and the still campus. As we walked forward, I noticed something red and some candles. I thought someone else must be up there, and I said, "Dan, what if someone's having a seance up here?" A few steps more and I realized the red image was a vase filled with red roses and that the candles and everything were meant for ME. It clicked that Dan was about to propose. So then I burst out laughing at my remark and went to take a closer look at what he had prepared so nicely for me. I wondered if he would change his mind. He did no such thing. He proposed like a gentleman, getting down on one knee and asking for my hand courteously. I said "yes" right away, and we took in the moment and the view and held onto it.
Dan and I met and dated in the autumn of 2000, got engaged in the winter, and married in the spring of 2001. We celebrate our birthdays in the summer together on July 26 and July 27. We have a reason to rejoice every season of the year.
We have two more reasons to celebrate life now -- our Cougar cubs, Nathan and Sophia.
Quote of the week:
Grateful moment:"I'm sorry I missed you!" Nathan said as he hugged us when we got back home.
I'm so glad our Primary Program went well on November 9. I sat right at the podium, helping the children say their parts and singing along with them. Thank heavens our chorister is fabulous and our president is organized. At the very end, the pianist played a pretty rendition of "I Am a Child of God," and all the children said what they would do because they are children of God. Nathan chose "I will be a helper," and he said that and did his part so well. I'm so pleased with his personal growth. Last year, when he was a Sunbeam, he wouldn't even sit up on the stand with the children. Hope, faith and prayer are my primary resources as a parent. I'm glad I can work with the sweet kids in our ward.



