I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp. I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes from mowing Sister Schenk’s lawn. I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbor’s children. I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone’s garden. I want to be there with children’s sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived.-Marjorie Pay Hinckley
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
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beautifully tailored...nah, but cute can still fit in there somewhere, right???!! he he!
Hi Melissa!
I am finally back from Utah and was just catching up on your blog! Sounds like you have been busy! Lets get together soon! Will you email me at melandboys@gmail.com with your phone number? I have misplaced it. we need to plan our little sewing soiree!! Talk to ya soon!
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