Focus

I have never thought pictures taken with Christmas lights were particularly beautiful.  I think it takes a skilled photographer to make it work.  We went to Temple Square to try to prove my theory wrong, but with the night vision on, every shot looked like a blurry Sarah running in front of fire.

The only thing to stand still in our pictures was the Temple.  I loved that.  It was the only focused object in 24 shots.

It keeps my life in focus, as does this little girl, who is no longer a baby.  She is playing on the banister at the Joseph Smith Memorial Building. 
These past two days, I have been filled with the unspeakable feeling that every prayer I have ever prayed has been answered: or about to be.  I feel blessed with everything that I have ever hoped and dreamed.

Merry Christmas to me.