There being no paid clergy in the Mormon Church, who the speakers are varies every week. We take turns sharing of our faith and our lives lived by that faith.
And today, one of the speakers was my husband, and one was Marguerite. She stood there with her hair grown back in, gorgeous as ever, as composed as ever… And, I would say, even more so now.
She mentioned what a friend of hers had told her while she was so very ill with her breast cancer:Â “I don’t know what to say or do to convey how much you mean to me. I’m on unfamiliar territory.”
Simply saying it was enough. Marguerite will never forget it. And now, neither will I.