I am heartbroken this morning, by the loss of my sweet neice. I have been pondering the blessings of the temple today. I took this picture last week. I am so moved by the symbolism of that day. It was pouring rain outside. It seemed to fit the mood. Life seemed as dreary as the day with my niece lying in a hospital bed not a block away. But I was taken aback by the beauty of the temple even surrounded by the gloomy winter day. A pillar of hope. "Hope sweetens the memory of experiences well loved. It tempers our troubles to our growth and our strength. It befriends us in dark hours, excites us in bright ones. It lends promise to the future and purpose to the past. It turns discouragement to determination." I am determined today to live up to the covenants I have made in this holy Temple. I'm so grateful for the gospel of Jesus Christ in my life. I have such a testimony of the plan of salvation. I know that through my Savior, I will be with my family eternally. I pray for the peace and comfort of that knowledge for all those without it!