A site to see

When I enter sit in the Celestial room of the temple my favorite thing to do is to sit back and watch an old married couple. An old married couple all in white is matched only in cuteness by a toothless baby laughing and drooling and trying to talk.
The baby and the old couple have a lot in common.

Usually the old couple sits down together, close together. They often hold one another's hand. Seeing the way their hands fold together so comfortably I can feel the warmth in my own hand. The soft leather feel of a touch that has touched you and been touched by you  most every day for years and years and years.

They rarely speak to each other. They may not even look at each other. They are telepathic. They sit talking without opening their mouths. They have said it all before, and they know it all by heart.

They have lived their lives together. I do not doubt there were moments, days, perhaps even years when one or both may have wished to be apart. But here they sit, calm and steady now having faced the future until it became the long gone past.

And the best part, as I watch them, is knowing that in their hearts they are still just a couple of kids who muddle through losing their keys, helping their children, and watching Jeopardy just as they did 100 years ago when they got married.

They are still in love. At when you are that age, holding hands in the temple, ain't nothing going to change it.

~Miranda