Remembering late is better than not remembering at all

If I could write a letter to President Hinckley, something I always meant to do, it would be this:


Dear President Hinckley,
I really look forward to seeing and hearing you in April and October. I love you because you are a prophet, but I love you more because of who I think you are. I think you are approachable. I think you are accepting. I think you are sure. I think you are humble and unassuming. I think you are entertaining. I think you are brilliant and have incredible foresight. I think you love the Lord and know Him. I think you love me as you love all the members of His church. I think you have worn yourself out in His service. I think I want to be just like you when I grow up.
With love,
Sue Witt