Griff was out of town until about 3pm on Mother's Day this year. Add to this that I had to teach Relief Society, and you can imagine this was not my favorite day. I don't mind teaching Relief Society. In fact, I really like it. But there is just something wrong about spending your Mother's Day stressing about your lesson while your baby takes advantage of your divided attention to terrorize the house. I remember my ward growing up had no lesson in Relief Society/Priesthood for Mother's/Father's Day. Instead, they allowed the mothers/fathers to have pie and chat on their respective days. Seriously, what a great idea!
But to get back on track...Thankfully my angel Mother (and Dad) took Jack for me while I gave my lesson. After church I employed damage control and tried to get the house into some semblance of order until Griff got home. After driving 6hrs from Nevada, my sweet husband had the best attitude about driving another hour to and from Tooele to see his Mom. And we were both so glad we did. Griff's mom is the most supportive mother. She is always there for us. And I don't think she has ever missed one of her children's games or activities. You can tell she is completely dedicated to her children. And she is such a fun, loving Grandma to Jack. He just loves her. Happy Mother's Day, Cindy!
We headed over to see my Mom next. What a weird Mother's Day for her! This is the first year that most of her children have lived out of state. And since Amy's brother had his mission farewell on Mother's Day (bad luck for Amy's mom!), we were the only kids to visit. (Don't you just love the sign in the background of the pictures below? My dad makes them for special occasions. I don't know why, but they always make my day when I see them.)
This Mother's Day was especially neat for me with my mom. The day before we walked in the Breast Cancer walk together, which left me feeling so grateful that I still have her. (I have pictures to post later). My mother is the most wonderful woman. My senior year of high school, I wrote about my mom as my "personal glue." Somehow, even when life feels like it is falling apart, my mom can somehow hold it all together. She is such a strong example of a loving, nurturing mother. And I love to see all the good she has done in the world outside of her own family. She is truly one of those people who has a gift for seeing what needs to happen to make this world a better place. And then she just does it. What a wonderful thing to know that the world is a better place because you are in it. I love you, Mom!
