That's so exciting about Araceli! She really is
stunning, inside and out! I just keep remembering all the relatives,
strangers, and friends that told me "Better watch out for your little
sister! She'll steal all your boyfriends!" hahahha so true! She's
gorgeous. Modeling will be a fun adventure. Just make sure she's always
modest! Dad sent me some pictures of her holding Escher and it freaked
me out a little because she looks like such a little mom! She has such a
loving, tender, aware spirit. Escher is lucky to have her as a cousin
and example!
Thank you so much for your email. You always know
what to say and how to say it. I'm glad that I still have a place in
your heart as your little daughter, because that role is something that
is really sacred to me. The love you give me as my mom is just something
nothing else can replace or compare or describe. It's a special kind of
charity Heavenly Father has given women, and I feel like motherhood is
the only way to cultivate and feel it. So thank you for taking your
calling as my mom so seriously. Even though I'm more grown up, I think
growing up is kind of like a cycle. Some of the things I become or want
to become are just more reminiscient of who I was as a child. The Golda
who cried about Clara but smiled for Kindi, who would always sing on the
way to Morgan Elm from our old house, who looked in the ballet mirror
and just wanted the teacher to be proud, who was happy for my
classmate's kindergarten accomplishments, etc. It was easier to have
unconditional love, to not judge, to remember what was important, to
have joy in others' success, to love the simple things. I think all kids
are like that. That is why Christ commands us to become as little
children. We just have to find those intrinsic Christ-like attributes
that we are born with as children of God, and decide to cultivate them
among change, adversity, and sorrow as we grow.
When I
forgot those things and was a selfish, ungrateful, unaware teenager,
thank you for loving me anyway. For showing generosity anyway. For
cleaning the house anyway. For paying for lessons and driving me anyway.
I feel the same: I can't even thank you enough for being my mom, except maybe in heaven.
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Such a sweet letter. I love how these girls of ours have matured and gained perspective. It does my my heart good. I'm sure you feel the same. It will be so fun to reconnect with them in a few short months. Xoxo
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