Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Silent Night, Holy Night...

As a child, I loved to climb into the back of Grandma and Grandpa Preator's big ole Lincoln Mercury and travel down the snowy, light-speckled streets of downtown Salt Lake City. I'd get a tummy full of butterflies as I anticipated the coming of Christmas...
To this day, I still love to get all bundled up and walk through the beautiful, serene and sacred grounds of the temple. Every time we visit now, however, Shayne and I point out the very spot he proposed to me in front of the Assembly Hall, stretch our arms up to the third floor window of the sealing room we were married in and explain to our children the special nature of that square. The kids love to see the Christus and watch the Nativity story "come to life." When we lived in Oregon, the reflecting pool was built on the east side of the temple. I just adore that spot and love to see the glowing creche (although, I have to admit, it was a little hard to shoot around when I photographed my first wedding there a few days previously!). We enjoyed all the movies of the visitor center and had a great time together as a family. It's a tradition I cherish...









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