Tuesday, May 15, 2012
This past Sunday (Mother's Day) we left our own church meeting early so that we could hear my mother speak in Sacrament Meeting. I didn't feel very bad about missing out on the Mother's Day gift I would have received after our own meeting. It was a plant. It would have died a slow, painful death anyway. My mother recently turned 91. She wanted to go to college and serve a mission, but she decided to marry my father instead. (All 9 of her children are very grateful for her decision.) She has always been an avid reader and is self-educated. There is a saying about being blessed because my mother read to me. I was doubly blessed. Not only did my mother read to me, she read her own books where I could see her example.