mama dear.

“please look to your faithful mothers for a pattern to follow. model yourselves after them. look to your mother. learn from her strengths, her courage, and her faithfulness. listen to her. she may not be a whiz at texting; she may not even have a facebook page. but when it comes to matters of the heart and the things of the lord, she has a wealth of knowledge. no other person on earth loves you in the same way or is willing to sacrifice as much to encourage you and help you find happiness—in this life and forever.
love your mother, my young sisters. respect her. listen to her. trust her. she has your best interests at heart. she cares about your eternal safety and happiness. so be kind to her.
a mother-daughter relationship is where a daughter learns how to nurture by being nurtured. she is loved. she is taught experiences firsthand what if eels like to have someone care about her enough to correct her while continuing to encourage and believe in her at the same time.”
-elder m. russell ballard, april 2010 general conference *

 

my mother has always been my best friend in the entire universe. she is seriously the most kind, selfless, and beautiful lady that i know. the woman answers my daily 300 phone calls and counsels me on how to talk to a boy without being awkward or listens to my rants about this and that and some other things or tells me when target closes in orem and treats each phone call like it’s the most important thing in her day. she is the most supportive person in the world and is always there for me, 24/7.

while i’m here at college, i am realizing how much i miss her. i don’t just miss her home cooked meals (i would kill for some moo shu chicken tacos or sunday stew with ketchup on top) and folded, clean laundry piles, but i miss her being there every time i get back from school, anxious to know about my day and asking what she can do to help. i miss going to lunch every day (yes, every day folks; my mom was the best school lunch date ever!) and random grocery store runs and late night real housewives sessions.

this week i was hammered with stress and chaos. i felt like i was running around like a chicken with its head cut off. i was forgetting assignments, switching my schedule around, and sweating the small stuff. my week was completely lifted when i received a random package from my mother filled with cute fall nail polish, a crafted notebook for my college adventures, a card with an encouraging message, and little trinkets to spice up my dorm. she knew exactly when and what i needed and truly made my week.

i’m so grateful to have her as a mother and a best friend.

miss you, mommy!

 *let it be noted: my mom is a whiz at texting, checks her facebook daily, and, upon my request, has activated a twitter account. booya.