Friday, December 20, 2013

Forty-five


                       
           Forty-five years ago, we left Provo in the afternoon as soon as we had taken the last exam, and drove off towards his home in California. We passed Reno, Nevada, and as we headed up to Donner Pass, police stopped everybody. It was snowing heavily, and we needed chains to proceed. We didn't have any, so we had to drive back to Reno in the middle of the night, buy the chains, drive back up, put the chains on, and proceed. I remember feeling glad that my almost-husband was calm, and 'not the swearing kind.'
                     
                         We finally made it to his home in Lodi, his worried mother was relieved to see us.

                     
            A day or two later was our wedding day. When we left for Oakland early in the morning, a few snow flakes were falling. (Very rare there.) They say snow on your wedding day will bring good luck.

            (...and we needed it. All we had to go on was commitment and hopeful hearts.  It's a miracle, considering how young and illprepared we were, and how different we are, that we were able to make it, and flourish.  It's a testament to the power of gospel teachings, and to God's help and grace.)
                       
                         

Wednesday, December 18, 2013