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Show house/ 2j/|_3 I walked through town with my head bowed, pausing only to run my hand across the rough grey cornerstones of Temple Square. The fence, about ten or twelve feet high makes gridwork of the trees and b u i l d i n g s beyond, but the s p i r e s of the temple tower above, the Angel Moroni gleaming in the haze with the insubstantial f e l i c i t y of a remembered dream. My mother's words flooded back to me from some uncapped memory vial» " I t ' s probably the most important t h i n g y o u ' ll ever do, besides having c h i l d r e n . Once you've done i t , you're married for e t e r n i t y - so be sure t h a t you t r e a t your husband well. And be sure i t has a good beginning. I remember my honeymoon with your daddy - I was one of the few g i r l s who got to have an honest-to-goodness honeymoon. It was the most beautiful time of my l i f e ." The memory made me squirm i n s i d e , and my stomach writhed. Here Brian and I were having our honeymoon before the fact. I didn't ovim f e e l r i g h t about i t . Was t h a t a good beginning? I took a bus d i r e c t l y to the apartment, watching the temple disappear among the skyscrapers of the growing inner c i t y . I wondered i f I would ever see i t in any other way. "Sealed for e t e r n i t y . " That was the dream t h a t had been dangled before my childish nose a hundred times, in-my-ch-iMhcod. If I could not marry i n the temple (because of the P r i n c i p l e ) then I was to b e ' s e a l e d ' t o my husband forever by the poer of the Priesthood. ThisAWOuld i n s u r e me the b l e s s i n g of family in the hereafter - a husband to take ca^re of me, to r e s u r r e ct me from the dead and to insure my e t e r n a l progression, and my children beside me always, r every stage of growth thw-Mi^u J_I_ _ _• m_,. ~~~^* Am„e. ,-,-p +v,Q " d i v e r s e. n |
