Today, I went to the Conference Center for President Hinckley's viewing. What a wonderful blessing to live close enough to be able to pay my respects to our Prophet. We didn't have to wait outside very long as they had us winding through the Conference Center. It was quite emotional. After we passed the casket, there were several flower arrangements from his children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. It was extremely sweet. So many tender things.......
It was a beautiful day. Cold but, no wind and no snow. I was able to take a photo of the reflection pool in front of the temple with still water.

On Sunday night, my sister called to tell me that he had died. I was reading and didn't have the tv on. I immediately started to cry. I have images of him so fresh in my mind as I went to his ward several weeks ago. I was there with my sister, her family and my Uncle Peter from Canada. It is the only time I have seen him that close. We were sitting a few rows and to the left of him. He really used his cane and seemed so frail. It was a really special opportunity. Little did we know just four weeks later............
He reminded me of my Grandpa, who I have no memory of with out a cane -- then walker and finally his "Jazzy Chair".
My sweet Grandpa passed away a year ago yesterday. It was a day that I dreaded my whole life. I knew the day would eventually come. One of the best things about him was I knew how much he loved me. There are only so many people in this world who will love you unconditionally. It's sad to lose one of those people.
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Love, Candice