I have been so blessed to be raised by a woman who put her children and her family after her love of the savior. She has taught me many things that I hope I have implemented in my own life as a mother. I remember her playing with us on the playground when she would take us to the park. She wasn't the type of mom to watch us play, she played on the merry go round with us and climbed the jungle gym, etc. She was all about having fun and never wanting to grow up. I remember her always doing her best in every position whether it was in church or community, she did everything fabulous and elaborate. I remember cleaning the house EVERY SINGLE DAY, vacuuming, cleaning bathrooms, scrubbing floors, etc. EVERY SINGLE DAY! I watched her give service all the time to those in need, especially to my grandma Hannemann. There are so many other things, but these are just a few that I feel honored to call her my MOM.
These two people have been the greatest example to me of a powerful couple. I love my parents so much and admire how they come through adversity with all of the love they have for each other.
My family with my parents:
Cecilee (17), Bryan, Tonya, Cambria (18), Sydnee (12) & Trevor (14)
Trevor with my parents after his regional basketball game with our ward. Trevor is ALMOST as tall as grandpa. He can't wait for the day to be the same heighth. (15 yrs)
My mom with two of her daughters-Tia & Me and her oldest granddaughter Cambria
This woman gave me her greatest gift on June 22, 1991 - her oldest son. I remember the day that we got married and she was holding onto his arm in the temple just bawling and holding him close to her. She was so cute, I did realize that it was her first and that he was her oldest. I hope she realized that I was able to take care of him as well as she did. I for sure didn't let him go hungry. I love her and how she raised him to be the kind of man, husband and father that he is to us. She did a great job!!!
My MIL with my children at Grandma Horlacher's Funeral
My husband loves his mother so much. I remember when we first got married and we had been married about 3 months and he and I were sitting in our bed just talking about growing up and leaving our families. We both just started bawling and missing our families so bad. Then after about 15 minutes we started cracking up and thinking what idiots we must look like. His mom was always teaching her boys, especially how to be sensitive and how to look out for those who are different and special and not to be rude or mean.
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