Thursday, October 9, 2008, we went to the Mesa Temple with my aunt, Cleora. She is one of my mother's younger sisters. (My mother was the second daughter, and Cleora was the fourth.)
She is one of the youngest 82 year-olds that I know. (Last week she went bowling--twice--with her son and granddaughter.) She is also one of the sweetest and most thoughtful people I know. This was her first time going to the temple, and she loved every minute of it. If I were a better blogger, I'd have pictures of all the ward and family members that were there, but alas, I'm not quite with it yet, and with all the excitement, completely forgot my camera. So, this picture from the church website will have to do.
After we left the temple, we (the family) went to lunch at Rosa's--known for their fish tacos and the best green salsa you've ever tasted. Here's Cleora's younger sister (the baby of the family), Velda, with her daughter, Denise, and me just arriving at the restaurant.
Here comes Stan--a little slower than the rest. He actually went through the temple in a wheel chair which was much easier for him.
In front of Rosa's (quite fitting since Rosa was my great-grandmother's name and now the family is all "linked" together). Anyway, here we are with Denise taking our picture while Stan makes his way across the parking lot--Me, Cleora, and Velda.
Inside--enjoying the food--Dustin (Denise's son-a biochemistry major at ASU), and Aunt Cleora. Fortunately, she remembered her camera and then emailed all the pictures to me--quite a "techie". I told you she was young. Anyway, it was a great day, and Stan and I were honored to play a part in her experience. We really love her.
You'll just have to picture us all there in front of the entrance.
After we left the temple, we (the family) went to lunch at Rosa's--known for their fish tacos and the best green salsa you've ever tasted. Here's Cleora's younger sister (the baby of the family), Velda, with her daughter, Denise, and me just arriving at the restaurant.
Here comes Stan--a little slower than the rest. He actually went through the temple in a wheel chair which was much easier for him.
In front of Rosa's (quite fitting since Rosa was my great-grandmother's name and now the family is all "linked" together). Anyway, here we are with Denise taking our picture while Stan makes his way across the parking lot--Me, Cleora, and Velda.
Inside--enjoying the food--Dustin (Denise's son-a biochemistry major at ASU), and Aunt Cleora. Fortunately, she remembered her camera and then emailed all the pictures to me--quite a "techie". I told you she was young. Anyway, it was a great day, and Stan and I were honored to play a part in her experience. We really love her.
3 comments:
I don't think this was a put down to you but more a compliment to Aunt Cleora. Alexa came in and I told her who everyone was in the pictures. She saw the picture of Aunt Cleora and said, "She doesn't look much older than Grandma." I actually have to agree. But I don't think you look as old as you are either. I just hope those genes pass down to me when I am ** years old.
What a wonderful experience. I was hoping once I got my mother up here, she would want to go to the temple, but she does come to sacrament meeting once in awhile. I don't think she's strong enough physically to go through any more. Love to see pictures of your family especially your kids and grandkids.
Thanks for the tip about Rosa's. Our Daniel moved to Phoenix in Aug. for Law School. They love good Mexican food. I love your blog. I'd say you're really good!
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