President Hinckley has passed tonight. This is one of those moments that you never forget, where you were, what you were doing, how you found out. So I have had this great day, some sun, good talks with my girls, yummy dinner. The girls are all out, Jess is at a girl friends house for a b-day dinner and the other 3 are at the stake center for a standards night. I am sitting here in a quiet house surfing the net, adding books to my "Goodreads" account. Brad is working on the computer doing some graphic design work for our Bishop. I get a call from Jess, she is quiet and serious on the phone " Mom, Gordon B. Hinckley just died". As I write this, it is hitting me what this means. I got a call next from dear Amy, " Lis, the prophet died", quiet serious voice. I had already been trying to get into the KSL-5 website, no luck. I am sure that everyone else is too and it is bogged down. We talked about how this is the only prophet that we both remember influencing our lives, and how he had the best sense humor. Also how selfish we felt about how much we will miss him, but how happy he must be to be with his sweetheart again. How the whole thing felt so surreal. After that conversation I called Cat, no answer. So I resort to texting her the message. I get a call back almost instantly, " Is it true?" she says. "Yes" I told her. Her come back surprised me, huge disbelief. "No, are you sure it's not a mistake?" We talked, I told her to tell someone at church, they probably do not know yet.
Through the years President Hinckley was the only Prophet that I felt a connection to, like I could relate to him. His ability to speak to a crowd about serious spiritual matters, and keep his sense of humor up to the end of his life, even after losing his soul mate is inspiring to all. I am happy for him, he is in a better place. I will miss him.
