I am watching the funeral of President Hinckley right now. I am amazed at the legacy he has left here. I hope to one day even be a little bit like him. He was a prophet of my church for about thirteen years, during that time I was finishing high school all the way to six years of teaching. It's weird to look back at the growth of the church since that time.
I have a special place in my heart for him. I have a lot of special memories of him. When I went to conference in October, he walked in and knighted one of the apostles with his cane. I loved how funny he was. He could be a serious person but then on the side could be the funniest person. Everytime I saw him in talks or in articles, I just felt a sincere love for him. I am so grateful to have been alive during the time he was here on Earth. What a man! He will be missed, but I am so happy for him.
I like to take his advice and think day to day and ask myself "Am I doing a little better?". "Am I standing a little taller?". I hope I am and little by little I can see the progression in my life. I have made a lot of silly mistakes, hurt people, acted immature, but I am so glad that I can brush myself off, pick myself up, and get back on my feet and try again. That's whats so great about life. I am grateful for the supportive words he shared to make me know it's ok to screw up. As long as I'm trying, it will be ok.
Thank you President Hinckley for bringing that peace in my life. I love you and will never forget you. You will always be a hero to me.