"I have decided to keep a journal because I believe that my life is important not only to myself but also to others. Perhaps I can stimulate others in my family to do likewise so that the family may be strengthened through deeper communication. Only that material which keynote the central themes of my life and its experiences will be recorded. Certainly it will not always be serious because I enjoy a sense of humor and do not take myself serious enough to think that everything that happens to me is earth-shattering. In fact, I enjoy a good laugh with others when my antics and habits are in review. It would be more than I could ever hope for, if my wonderful and choice family – those now living and those yet to embrace life here upon this earth – would read my thoughts and come to understand me as I desire to understand them. Then a love would develop in all our hearts for our God; for one another; for life; and for the quest for eternal life together. And so whenever a record is being made I pray that the Spirit might be with me that it will be felt by those who read these words in the spirit of truth. Only the decisions that pertain to our relationships with our Father in Heaven and the Savior are important. All other decisions will be of little consequence."

Friday, December 9, 1977

December 9, 1977

December 9, 1977 

I am learning how sensitive and how deep are the feelings of my grandson Eric II. This night I had the privilege of being in the home of my son, Eric I, in the midst of wonderful friends and saints. We watched the movie depicting the loss of the 116 pages of lost manuscript and felt the anguish and wounded soul of the Prophet Joseph.

How can I personally describe the emotion and love I felt when my grandson Eric (age 6) came to me, cuddled up, and then openly cried as he felt compassion for the Prophet in his suffering.
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