Today is a special day for our family. Today we take the little one to the temple to have him sealed with us forever. It is in these quiet moments that I weep. I love that little baby more than anything. I have always loved him. The moment I laid eyes on him, I wept. He was the most perfect thing I had ever seen. I knew right away I was meant to love him and take care of him. I am a mother. I am a mother. I am HIS mother.
Yet through my joy this weekend, I know there is a very special mother who will have empty arms this Mother’s Day. I am ever mindful of her. And her love for my little man. Once again, I feel the sacred responsibility to give this baby “both his mother’s love.” I am honored to share the title of mother with her.