City Beautiful, that's what Nauvoo means.
And it is a beautiful city. I feel lucky to have visited it twice.
One time was on our way back from Branson, MO. And I was in a lot of pain. I remember walking around with my bandages ankles and reading about the sacrifices the pioneers made and thinking about what they were forced to endure. It made me cry, and it made me grateful that my problems and pain suddenly seemed small in comparison.
I think that captures the most meaningful thing between both visits.
And it is a beautiful city. I feel lucky to have visited it twice.
One time was on our way back from Branson, MO. And I was in a lot of pain. I remember walking around with my bandages ankles and reading about the sacrifices the pioneers made and thinking about what they were forced to endure. It made me cry, and it made me grateful that my problems and pain suddenly seemed small in comparison.
I think that captures the most meaningful thing between both visits.
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