The day that didn't go our way. We had heard that the Angel Moroni was being put up on top at 10 am so we rushed down there only to be told that it was too windy. But it would happen later that day.
This was at 11ish when it was windy.
Well Kya had dance and I thought I had eyes and ears that would inform us when it was happening, but things happened without us. It was super disappointing, not to try to have a pity party but I was super devastated I had been looking forward to it for months. Telling the kids this would be a special day that they would remember. And. we. missed. it. I couldn't believe it at first. I had told LOTS of people to make sure they were down at the Temple, and yet we weren't and we weren't called. I know it's not the end of the world and life happens this way sometimes but I just felt like one of the Ten that didn't have oil. I could now relate with those five very well, maybe one of them had even introduced the others to the bridegroom... and now had to miss it. I hurt for a few days. But the Lord heals. The Lord has helped me see the good too though. There has been many parallels that have been drawn from missing it, and it's ok. We are still right here and get to see it being constructed, we are still lucky. And we were there that day just a few hours before and few after.
Here is what it would have looked like.
