This was the view outside our hotel room, just to the left. I looooooved looooved looooooooooved these statues of Joseph and Hyrum Smith. There was just something about it that said so much to me about the sacrifice of the Saints. I think it was probably my favorite. I just loved to look at it. Right outside the hotel was a little small corner of pioneer-like cabins and shops, with this statue admist them. It was beautiful.

Our little porch! Outside the bedroom we all shared (and listened to Dad snoring, Keith coughing, me talking or laughing in my sleep, and Mom-- just sleeping through it all.) :0)

These next few pictures are from a very beautiful display of statues at the Visitor's Center. Anna told me I HAD to go see them, and now we know why. They were all really impressive and evoked a lot of emotion through this unusual medium (for such emotion.) The expressions were so real and life-like. I loved these statues, and think you should all go look them up (if you didn't come see them with us) or, better yet, just come back out and visit me and we'll see them all again TOGETHER! :0) hehe.
Testing out the Hand-size/comparing

Just a pretty picture I took of the temple on Sunday, and I had to show off how pretty it was. :)
Me at Lucy Mack Smith's home! (None of us got to go inside, because we were hurrying to get to the brick-layer's shop.)
Another of my favorite statues. The last one I'll explain- I promise! :) There were a series of sculptures that showed a woman throughout most of her life. Starting young, there were sculptures of her doing art and learning--doing things she liked to do. Then as you moved on, there was one of her talking with a young man, then, their marriage. Then they had her with a baby, and had scuptures showing her as she worked with her children-- practicing instruments, them in sports gear, etc. It was showing the progression of her life. Then, after all of those with her children, it finally ended on this one, of her older, working on a quilt. The title of this sculpture was "Fulfillment." I just loved it, and loved the idea it expressed. A woman who sacrifices so much of her own life for that of her family and her children, and then, when they are old and grown, she can go back to doing something she enjoys doing for herself, and yet her life is complete, and she is fulfilled through what she has done. I don't know. You Mom's out there will all understand this better than I, but my heart sure does feel it and get it as much as it can! (I love your kids a whole stinkin' bunch!)
Keith and I outside of Joseph and Emma Smith's home-- called "the mansion house."
Two cute love birds walking down the main street of old, restored Nauvoo. (Aren't they cute??)
At the end of the day, we walked down what was once known as the Trail of Tears, now with the name changed to the "Trail of Hope." Anna told me that President Hinckley said every member of the church should walk down this path at least once in their life. It was the street and path the Saints walked down as they left Nauvoo to head out West, down to the Mississippi (where Keith, Me, Mom and Dad are all shown) never to come back to there beautiful, beloved town. But with a hope for the future! An example that we should all be wise and follow. (Having hope for the future, not moving out West-- I just got here! ha.)

Had to put in a shot of us playing cards on the bed in our hotel room. Classic. :) (Dev-- Keith pulled a you by showing us his hand. haha.)
When we got to Mindy's, we played progressive rummy one more time, and guess who finally won??....
You better believe it! :) Good job Keith. He defeated the Mom at P.R. Could have been just a fluke-- but we'll just have to see. :) I think he did a pretty good job.




1 comment:
I would LOVE to see the whole series of statues that includes the woman knitting!! That sounds like something I would love to have in my house (in miniature) to remind me that it's all a part of the journey! Love it!
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