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Sunday, May 9, 2010

Mommula



I told my mom that I was going to text her and tell her things I like about her throughout the day. But I didn't do it. I forgot. Because I am terrible. But here are some things:

1. My mom is a great teacher. She was a substitute and a seminary teacher for many years and was always so good at it.
2. She is a really good cook, even though I am picky, I love her food.
3. She always expects the most out of me, even if I don't expect it from myself. She believes in me is what I'm saying.
4. She loves her kids so much and wants to always know that they are well taken care of. I know it is hard for her to have all her kids so far away.
5. She loves the gospel so much and her testimony is obvious.
6. She always does everything that she is supposed to. She goes above and beyond in everything, even though a lot of times she thinks she is not doing enough. Crazy.
7. She is so funny and can make me laugh so much.
8. She has awesome taste in music and it makes me laugh when I go home and find Lady Gaga and Black Eyed Peas cds in her car. She's so cool.
9. I had the best time ever driving to Utah with her last summer. I know it was probably not the greatest for her, but I loved it and felt like I got to know her a lot better. And she helped me with some stuff I was dealing with then.
10. Last summer was very hard for me. Mom helped me through it and was so much more wonderful for me than she could possibly know.

There are about a million more things that I could say, but I think ten is ok. I love you, mom. Even though sometimes I give you really weird nicknames.

6 comments:

  1. What a nice surprosie to find this post. You are so kind. I am very thankful to be your mother. You are a wonderful daughter. I love that picture too, by the way. You look beautiful. I look goofy but my love is evident. Love, Mom

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  2. Oh, and look, I am even snuggling in the quilt you made me!

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  3. I don't even a little bit understand what that was supposed to be.

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