Today is the 3 year anniversary of when Bryan, Lauren, and I were sealed in the Mt. Timpanogos temple. I'm not going to post a big thing about it, because I did it last year. But what is different this year is that my Grandpa Strong, who performed the sealing, passed away in August.
I sometimes still can't believe that I had the privilege to be related to such an amazing man. He is everything a patriarch of a family should be.
And to be able to have him perform our sealing was so incredibly special.
So this is a good day, full of good memories, but with a little hint of sadness. Not too much, just a little.
Because I know what I know, and that is why it's not too sad.