First of course my MOM: If I ever want a truly honest opinion on something I can ask my mom. She is the first person I think of (besides Dan of course) when something good happens and I want to share it with someone. She is also the first person I think of (once again besides Dan)when something Bad happens and I need to cry to someone. My moms voice has been the most important and life saving sounds so many times in my life. From hundreds of miles away she always seems to make everything better. Dan laughs at me when I am waiting for my mom to come and visit because I am like a child at Christmas time, gitty with excitement. I just love being with her. She is truly the greatest mom in the whole universe.
My Grandma: She is the most loving and patient woman I have ever met. She will do absolutely anything for her family. Some of my funnest memories are from when I lived with my grandma. She was my safe haven. I knew that if my grandma was around then everything in life would be ok no matter how bad things got. She helped my testimony grow through her amazing faith and dedication. Every time I talk to my grandma I leave feeling like I could rule the world. I remember being so very anxious on my wedding day, sitting in the temple waiting area waiting for Dan (yes he was late). My Grandma could obviously sense my nerves and patted me on the my hand. That was all I needed. She was there with me in the Temple the day I went through for the fist time, and the day I got married. Looking over and seeing my grandma smiling back at me was the greatest feeling and comfort in the world. She is truly my hero.
My Aunt Karen: Words cannot even BEGIN to express how my Aunt Karen has been there for me. She has helped me to see what stupid decisions I was making before I even made them. She has more faith in me then I think I have in myself. And she is always looking out for me. I remember one time when I was living with her I was having a hard time and crying seem to be the only thing I was capable of doing. I remember her telling me "Amy, this isn't you. Cry and then move on. You have better things to do then waste your time dwelling on it." It was something so simple, but I have never forgotten it. She makes me feel important. And she is the funnest person in the world to annoy ;) and not to mention she has pretty much single handedly clothed my kids ;)
My only hope (and greatest fear) is that I don't totally mess up my kids. I think about my Mom and what a HUGE roll she had in shaping and forming who I am today. Its scary to think that I could actually have that same effect on my kids, because I feel so inadequate. I also realise that I AM human and that as the comedian opening for Brian Regan put it "those of you who don't have kids yet, but say your not going to let your kids watch TV, are obviously not planning on pooping for 10 years." I am not the perfect mom, my kids probably watch way to much tv, most of the time Anthon isn't even dressed let alone matching, fruit snacks are part of the daily food groups over here and I am pretty sure my kids think that fruit snacks are as much needed as water to survive. But... I do love my kids with all my heart and I will do anything and everything in my power to proove that to them everyday!
I have also been so unbelievably blessed to have married into a family full of amazing women and loving "mothers" I love Dan's Mom so very very much, along with all his aunts, sisters, cousins, and his two beautiful grandmothers. Happy Mothers Day to all the "Mothers" Who have shaped and loved me!
4 comments:
Happy Mother's Day to you, and all those great women! Cute post.
You're an amazing mom, Amy. You are not going to mess them up in anyway, shape or form. They are lucky to have you!
In absolutely NO disrespect to your previous comment (or you)....I will say...
You WILL mess them up. It's just part of the job description!! If they don't blame you for something, in my opinion, you're doing something wrong. (Or not doing anything at all)
Our parents were destined to screw up their children. But then we're destined to grow up, have kids of our own, start seeing that our parents weren't as bad as we thought. Beg forgiveness. And then start the whole cycle over again.
In one way....it's depressing. But in another way...it's kind of awesome. It's like spinning the wheel of disfunction...and waiting to see what you'll get. Game shows are cool.
You are such a great mom and such a good exaple to me. Love ya!
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