I Love My Mothers

( KENT'S TURN ON THE BLOG)
I just turned 28 this week, and getting older sucks. However, there are some great things that come with the passage of time.

As a kid, Mothers Day was a special day to honor my mom and grandmas. My mom is amazing. I think she has a style all her own when it comes to rearing kids. And I have been immensely blessed by her. She taught me correct principles and let me govern myself (and "mom guilt" as we like to call it, didn't hurt either in keeping me in line). She is the best decision my dad has ever made. She's also a grandma now. As a mom, she's in a league of her own, but as a grandma she's whatever it is that comes after being in your own league. Her grandkids are beyond spoiled and loved. Today, I humbly honor her.

As a teenager in my Young Men's group I was taught by my dad and church leaders that Mothers Day is a great to honor all women. Today I do.

As a missionary, I came to know and love some of the sisters in the branches and wards where I served. They knew my own mother had to give me up to serve the Lord, and so they took it upon themselves to treat me as a son. Those sisters will always hold a very special place in my heart, and today I honor them.

As a son-in-law, I gained yet another mother that I love, and I know she loves me. She made my wife the woman that she is, and in a moment you'll read how important that is to me. I honor her today.

As an older brother, I'm proud of the little sister that gives so much to empower kids and love them more than a lot of their own mothers do. She's into the tough love, but she has just so much of it that there's no mistake that love is exactly what it is. My kids are lucky to have their "crazy aunt." I honor her today.

As a new uncle, I get to see my lovely and über talented sister do what she does best. Be a mommy to my gorgeous and adorable little niece. She's way good at it, and today I honor her soft and beautiful heart.

Sunday can be a bit stressful sometimes. Will doesn't like to sit still, and so sacrament meeting turns into non stop standing, sitting, and running. Needless to say, I can get pretty frustrated. Today I had to take Will outside and put him in time out for hitting and screaming at me as they passed around the water. It was super awesome. Anyway, after a few minutes of calming down, we rejoined his mother in the back of the meeting. Toys and Oreos distracted him for another ten minutes or so, and then he was off like a shot. I think I probably growled as I started to stand to go after him. But then my sweet wife calmly put her hand on my arm and said, "I got him." Then, she being completely full of baby, slowly rose to her feet and walked toward William. As usual, he had a devilish grin and he was ready to race. I was ready to race, but Nassari simply looked at Will, put a finger to her lips and let out a quiet, "shhhh." Then, she folded her arms and walked toward the door. Will did the very same.

I'm in awe of my wife's capacity to love. I'm in awe of her ability to teach. I'm in awe of her willingness to sacrifice. I'm in awe of her. She is the best decision I've ever made. Today, as a husband and a father, I honor my wife above all. Our family is so blessed to have her at it's core. I love you so much, Nassari.

Happy Mothers Day!