What a feast for the spirit, the mind, and the heart!!! Yesterday and today, I had the privilege of watching General Conference, at home in my p.j’s!, with my beautiful children. Very early on Saturday morning, Gorgeous Boy had a soccer game. It was bitter cold and windy, but the team did great and had a lot of fun. When we came home, I got everyone ready for our Solemn Assembly, and I explained to the children how we had the opportunity to stand up wherever we were, and together with millions of people, raise our hands to sustain our Prophet Thomas S. Monson. El Cangri and Chubbers had no clue of what was going on, but my Gorgeous and Swan Princess waited patiently for their turn to stand up and raise their hands. They were so reverent, and solemn. They knew that was such an important action. Not the action of just raising one’s hand, but the action of pledging to support and follow our Prophet. I got very emotional, watching them; last time we had a Solemn Assembly was 13 years ago, when we sustained our beloved president Gordon B. Hinckley. I thought it would be hard not to see him at conference, and although everyone missed him, and almost all of the speakers made allusion to his passing and his great legacy, once President Monson started speaking, I could actually tell there was a difference in the man. If ever there was a question in my heart about whether or not I would feel him as close as I had felt to President Hinckley, it was erased as soon as I heard him speak of his ancestors, his family, his wife. He said that anyone who attended these sessions of Conference will never forget it for the Spirit that was felt.