8 Years to My Captain Moroni

July 2001 brought Jared and I together.

We were sitting in the San Diego temple, waiting with a youth group to do baptisms for the dead.

The temple president came in and started talking to the youth.

He told the girls that someday, they could be there with their very own Captain Moroni, to be sealed for time and all eternity.

Jared squeezed my hand.

8 years ago today, I was married to my Captain Moroni. It says so on the inside of his wedding band.



Long ago, Jared and I decided that we wouldn't do anniversary gifts. Instead, we go away every year for an overnight trip, and we take turns planning. This year was Jared's turn.

We stayed in a sweet hotel, and ate at the Cheesecake factory.

And we went to the temple.

And Jared squeezed my hand.

I love him.