Chad called me from the bus this morning to tell me that President Hinckley had passed away. He takes the bus with another member of the ward who told him the news. It wasn't a shock, of course - we all knew he was old and his health wasn't strong, but it is still sad to see the prophet that I have known best leave the world. Colin asked what was wrong, and I explained it to him. He was definitely more shocked than I. He isn't very familar with death, and definitely knew who President Hinckley was. I let him know that dear President Hinckley is now with Heavenly Father and the sweet wife that he missed. Can you imagine how wonderful that reunion was? That, more than anything, is what brings tears to my eyes.
