Remembering...

In September of 2003 life changed forever. What made sense, no longer did. Life as I knew it was suddenly over, and I began the trip down an unfamiliar and terrifying road. I began searching for something, anything, that made sense... this was my crossroad moment in life. Choices had to be made, and those choices could take me in any direction.
I began my search for comfort and answers, but felt so discouraged and overwhelmed. As I was randomly looking through my scriptures one evening, I felt strongly that I should just start at the beginning.
I began reading the Book of Mormon from the beginning that evening. I'm ashamed to say that this was the first time in my life that I had decided to do this. I finished reading the BoM the evening before the Sunday session of the October general conference.
As I finished I came across a scripture in Moroni 10:31-32. I read and re-read that scripture over and over that evening.
The very last speaker at that conference was our dear prophet President Gordon B. Hinckley. To my surprise he closed that conference with that same scripture from Moroni. I felt at that moment that he was speaking directly to me... the feeling was indescribable. That was my answer; my comfort I had been searching for.
As I reflect on the passing of our dear prophet, I am ever so grateful for what I like to call "my President Hinckley moment"... I am grateful that I started from the beginning... that the words I needed to hear, came at the exact moment that I needed to hear them. The words from that scripture, the same words he spoke, were forever etched in my soul. At that moment, standing at the crossroad, I chose to do exactly what that scripture said to do, and I have never looked back.