Mom has been on my mind so much lately. Dad brought a box of things for me to go through. It was filled with things from cards we'd all given her to family history.
I found a little note she had saved from an old neighbor of ours. It was written on line paper and simply said " Couldn't afford a card this year but wanted to wish the Bulloughs a Merry Christmas all the same. John Debore ".
How like her to keep that. She was kind and compassionate. My heart is full thinking about all the love she shared. I am so grateful for her example.
A friend was talking about her daughter and her struggles in the gospel right now. She sounds alot like me when I strayed from the path. It made me think of how my dear mom handled that situation. It must have been very difficult for her to watch her child who she taught to be a good mormon girl fall so far from what she wanted for her. She didn't condemn or chastize. She simply loved me back to the path. She told me she didn't want there to be any "empty chairs" in Heaven. I knew I didn't want to be without her either and it was a start back into the fold of my Savior.
If she taught me anything it was to love one another. I am so grateful for such a special mother.
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