I felt so different from how I've felt lately. So unlike the self I've warped into. I felt warm. There was no analyzing, no neurotic thoughts. I wasn't concerned with what I looked like or what anyone else thought of me. I looked across the room and only saw friendly, smiling faces. I looked at Drew, and his eyes had that extra shot of blue in them. Something about all of the white and the lighting, maybe. They always look bluer there.
I can't name another single place where I feel more like myself than inside of the temple, like the person I was created to be.
Nowhere else do I feel more admiration and love for my husband. For everyone I know.
Nowhere else do I feel like who I am and what I am is completely satisfactory.
Nowhere else do I feel this sense of confidence, that my potential is endless from the perspective of God.