Mother's Day

You are the trip I did not take;

You are the pearls I cannot buy;

You are my blue Italian lake;

You are my piece of foreign sky.

-Anne Campbell

This quote has been running through my mind this Mother's Day weekend. Especially when I think about the sacrifices my Mother, Grand-Mothers, etc., have made throughout the years so that my life would be enriched. I also hear these words of Anne Campbell when I look into the beautiful blue eyes of my own two pieces of foreign sky.

This Mother's day has been very sweet and very simple. Which for me has been very perfect. Last night Bryan fixed my cruiser bike so I can ride it again. We took the boys on a bike ride around the block (they biked, we walked next to them) every time Oscar found flowers he would stop, tell me to close my eyes, and pick the flowers. He presented me with a lovely bouquet this evening. He said, "Mom, I think tomorrow should be Mother's day too, so that I can pick you more flowers."

 

 

This morning I got to sit next to my wonderful Mother in law during sacrament meeting in our ward, she is a great example to me and I respect and love her a lot. 
 
My Dad spoke in his ward, I felt lucky to be able to go and listen. I sat next to my handsome younger brother and my cherished Mom. It was a real joy to listen to my Father, a man who I love so dearly, speak so eloquently about the special gift women have to nurture those around them. A choir sang the song I Often Go Walking, and I got teary eyed remembering all the nights when I was little that my Mother would sing me to sleep with that song.
 
My mother is one of my closest friends, and I talk with her multiple times a day. I can always count on her. She is one of my greatest sources of strength, and I consider her one of God's greatest blessing's in my life.