For the last 3 conferences I have cried as President Hinckley spoke. Each time he spoke it was as if it was his final farewell speech. It was funny when he mentioned in October how many talks he had given and how difficult it was to come up with new things to say. Then he recapped and reminded us of important things he has taught us in the past. He seemed to know how much we would all miss him and seemed to be gently preparing us to say goodbye to him.
Last night at about 8:30 Lauren received a text from Taylor telling her about the death of President Hinckley. Later more texts started pouring in from everyone she knew - "Wear your dresses, white shirts and ties tomorrow to school to honor President Hinckley. Send this to everyone you know." I had a lump in my throat as I watched each of the neighborhood kids come out of their homes on their way to the bus stop wearing their Sunday best. It made me recommit myself, as a Mother of amazing teens, to live up to their example.
So if you live here in Utah - prepare yourself. If you are driving past a school or going out to lunch, you won't be expecting The Spirit you will feel when you see a well dresses group of youth as they show their respect for their beloved Prophet.
I am sure he never knew the impact he truely had on each one of us. He has to be beaming as he looks down today.
