Motherhood

From my days as a young girl, some of my fondest memories are those of playing house and being a mother. I loved being able to pretend I had children to love and guide and nurture. I couldn't wait until I would be able to have a family of my own. I don't believe that prior to actually having a child that I truly understood the feeling of unconditional love. The deep desire to protect and guide my young innocent child and provide every worthwhile opportunity.

 

I remember looking into the face of my newborn child and thinking of where he had just come from. Wishing that he could tell me of the estate he had just left and what his dreams and desires were for this life. Looking into my child's face, I could see the combining of his fathers family and my mine, our shared love now a physical being and such a sweet soul. I find it difficult to watch my child work through things that he finds challenging, but knowing that if I step in to make it easy for him, he would then lose the lesson and opportunity to grow.  

 

I want to provide the guidance and help him to love the gospel and his Father in Heaven and the Saviors atoning sacrifice. There are the times that these responsibilities seem overwhelming but then I understand more fully that I am not alone in this role and that my Father in Heaven will help me and guide me. I know that the Lord wants all of us to be able to return and dwell with him.