IT WAS MOM. That's right mother. It's all your fault. It's all your fault that i am right now serving my Lord and Heavenly Father in Kiev, Ukraine. It's all your fault that i now have an even stronger testimony of the amazing blessings we can receive and strength we can receive if we just have faith and follow this gospel. It's all your fault that i have a inspired general conference talk just for me almost every week i open my inbox. It's your fault i have such a love and appreciation for the little things in life, and i do also blame you that i laughed as i myself saw a tree branch wiggling and "tickling" the wind. It's your fault that i am know giving "rocky rocky's" to my companions. It's your fault that i am cooking in Ukraine with the very same measuring cups you and i used together when i was just knee high to a grass hopper. It's your fault that i can always say, "there's a story in that." It's your fault that i have memories of being driven to preschool with a warm Tupperware container of freshly baked banana bread muffins for snack time. It's your fault that The Goonies will forever and always hold a special place in my heart. It's your fault i was always able to lick the spoon. It's your fault that i am still working on that black cat cross stitch that you helped me start when i was baptized. It's your fault i will always and forever have Landscapes and a candle burning in my home. It's your fault that i salivate whenever i think of your homemade bread. It's your fault that i have an eternal family. It's your fault that i once wet my pillow when i was little just thinking of not having a mom. It's your fault that i worked those bouncy pig tails with the yarn bows while walking down those elementary school hallways. It's your fault i always want to save my cereal milk. It's your fault i eat ketchup with my eggs. It's your fault that i have been raised to know that i can always find my answers through the scriptures and prayer. It's your fault im craving a hand massage. It's your fault i blushed as you went around collecting all my friends "green eggs and ham" breakfast. It's your fault i have dad. It's your fault that yoga will never be the same without you. It's your fault that i am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. It's your fault that i reminisced on the times you would throw warm freshly dried laundry on top of us. And yes, it's your fault that Mothers Day, for me, is a special holiday. So Happy Mothers Day mother! And always remember, it's your fault.
My view as we weekly planned at a park no more than 10 minutes from home |
Flowers? For me? Shucks. |
XOXOXOXO
-Сестра Ро
P.S. I HATE it when technology decides to erase an hour of blood sweat and tears. Enjoy the pics.
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