MOTHERS DAAAY.

When I was growing up each mothers day we would make my mom breakfast, my dad always made it clear that mothers day was a special day to honor my mommy. Years passed and My brothers went on missions and the highlight of mothers day was that those brothers would get to call home and talk to us! WELL, the tables have turned and I am now the missionary and they are all awaiting that mommas day call. It's more than just a phone call, it's more than being able to speak with my family, it's about telling my mom that she is special to me.

 It wasn't until being away from home, only being able to contact my family once a week through emails and letters that I truly realized more fully what mothers do for us. Warm home cooked meals on the table, clean kitchens and the constant sound of a running vacuum in my house, a home of love, a home of peace, a home of warm smiles and comfort.. Always a place where peace could be found. I now find myself in a semi scattered missionaries apartment, microwave meals traveling from the freezer to my stomach, and the anxiously awaited emails of encouragement from mom. The apartment is cozy the spirit is there, but just one thing is missing, and that is my mom.

 My mom was always such an amazing example to me growing up of what a woman should be. A woman of virtue, and woman of patience, a women of integrity and a woman I could trust. I didn't have a lot of friends growing up, but there was always one that I knew that I could count on and that was my mom. Returning home after a hard day at school my moms loving arms were always there reassuring me of my worth, building my confidence and a foundation of trust, love and hope. I was different than other kids growing up, hyper active, rambunctious, and the imagination that could go for days. All because my mom taught me to be who I am, that god created me and he wanted me to be this way for a reason, that I am no less or more than anyone else, but that I am me and that's all that matters.

 My mom and dad were and still are always amazing examples or hard work and faith. Trial after trial and they never give up, they never lose hope, and they always wear a smile. My mom always made a strong impact on the importance of prayer. We always prayed together as a family before each meal, each morning, and each night before bed. At a young age because of my loving parents I ALWAYS knew I could rely on prayer, when life wasn't making sense, when I lost my favorite toy, when I had a test, or just because I wanted to talk to my Heavenly Father I knew that he would hear me. I am so thankful for her example in faith and patience. I wasn't always easy, I am quite hard headed and stubborn at times but my mom would always talk it out with me and we could find ways to compromise. She taught me the importance of love with out end. I would push her to her limits more so in my young adult years that I am in now, and no matter what she would do her best to guide me in the ways she knew would benefit my future most.

 My mom is a beautiful example of charity. Her desires to serve others, to lift others up and to love with out judgement is amazing. Our home was a home of refuge for all people from every walk of life. my mom taught me the importance to look within ones heart not upon ones appearance.

 My mom is the reason I am serving a mission, she taught me the importance of always following God no matter how difficult the choice may be, she taught me to pray and to act of what ever the answer may be. She is my best support and my number one fan, there cheering for me each step of the way, pushing me through times that I want to give up, standing at my finish line she is always there for me waiting for me to make it through. 

 I hope that one day I can be half the mommy that she is. She is one of a kind, and such a grand example to me of how I want to be some day.

My mommy is wise, my mommmy is patient, my mom is kind, she is loving, my mom is the best.

 I am so grateful for my mom. She has been my best friend when all others sources left me, the one to make me laugh when my world seemed shattered, the one to never keep a secret, to never harm, and to always protect me. As i have gotten older i see why i chose her to be my mom, God placed me in her arms for a very great reason and I know that she was supposed to be my mom. In this life, and the next. I am grateful for this gospel in knowing that families are forever.

I LOVE YOU MAAA! happy mothers day :)