When Robert and I moved to Kentucky with our darling baby girl, Hannah, we made a stop in Nauvoo.
The spirit of Nauvoo is so strong. The spirit is thick there. I remember getting on a horse drawn carriage with my little family. The couple in front of us had an adorable little boy of three or four. I looked at the boy and the spirit washed over me so strongly that I too would mother a little boy. An image of a four-year-old, dark haired little boy entered my mind and I knew he would be my son. For years I kept that with me. It carried me through some hard times. I have to say that I even doubted sometimes, be he came anyways. Now I hold that little four-year-old boy in my arms and I am grateful.
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