My Mom

My mom, How do you honor someone you have always known. Almost 50 years she has been there for me. I have a strong memory of an over powering love that came over me one year at Mothers Day when I was a little girl in Alaska. I had learned a song and I wanted to write the words down and give them to my mom. I hurried and checked out the songbook from the church library and I remember sitting under the coat rack and writing down the words to the song about walking in meadows and how flowers reminded me of her. This was back when Primary was on a week night and when I got home I remember burning the edges of the paper with a match to make it more pretty. I don't remember giving her the poem I created for her but I remember the strong feelings of love that overpowered me to find the words and write them down. My mom was always there for me. She cooks the most amazing homemade bread, cinnamon rolls and Dill bread. I always had a new skirt to wear when I wanted one and when I needed help writing an English paper or a school newspaper article, I would sit at the table while she was cooking in the kitchen and she would give me catchy headline or an opening sentence. Every time I had a baby she came and took care of me and the baby. We have always gotten birthday cards and anniversary cards and graduation cards from her. I appreciate that. Even when she is traveling she either mails them early or takes them with her to mail. Now that my kids are older I can spend more time with her. She comes to Utah for Womens Conference at BYU and last year spent a wonderful week with me while Logan attended a basketball camp. As the years have gone, I have never loved her more. Happy Mothers Day MOM, thanks for the best example!