Thoughts on Mother's Day...

I don't know why I have been blessed with 6 of the most amazing children plus 14 equally amazing grandchildren and (now) 2 sweet little great-grandsons. I can't for the life of me figure out what I did to deserve these blessings. Perhaps it is because God placed an overabundance of love in this crazy heart of mine and He helped me meet each and every challenge that motherhood brings. Yes! He certainly did!
I don't get to see my children or grandchildren often enough to suit me. But this wonderful day of technology has given me numerous ways of communicating with them, as Heather reminded me recently.
Some of the communication is instant, like the telephone; while other forms might take a little longer, like email or texting. And my own personal favorite, even though it takes the longest, is that old fashioned "snail mail" that brings cards and letters directly to my doorstep. There is that little warm feeling that flutters through my heart when I see a letter from one of my kids.

This Mother's Day was wonderful. Each one of my children remembered me in their own special way and their words warmed my heart.
I have so many tender memories of different phases of each one of these kid's lives. They are so special to me.

Remembering my own Mother brings sadness and joy to me. Sadness, because it was on Mother's Day in 2002 that she left this earthly sphere to go and be with Heavenly Father, Jesus and my dad. Joy, because I know that for me she was the best mother a girl could ever hope for. Though I miss her terribly, I know she is in a far better place than we are here on this earth and I know that I will see her again someday.

My mother was an angel. Whenever I consider how blessed I was to have the mother I had, when there are some youngsters today who don't even know who their mother is, or have mothers who are so totally lost that they don't know how to be mothers, I count my blessings!
I think of the mothers of the 2000 Stripling Warriors in the Book of Mormon, who taught their sons to be good people and to love God and fight for a cause. That is the kind of a mother that I hope I have been. That is the kind of mother my own mother was. The strength of my children tells me that perhaps I succeeded in some small measure.
I love you guys! All of you! Thank you for making this Mother's Day special to me!