Life is too easily complicated & made busy. It seems like our move to Tucson slowed things down. Or maybe my efforts to keep life simple are paying off. Either way I love it. I love the time I have to make our house a home & soak in every moment of Dawson’s toddlerhood. As we spend our days finger painting, play-dohing & singing silly songs my heart is filled to the top. I feel incredibly blessed in my roles as a wife and motherhood. Lately I have found my mind wandering back to this quote:
The demands on her were many and her tasks often repetitive and mundane, yet underneath it all was a beautiful serenity, a sense of being about God’s work. As with the Savior, she was ennobled by blessing others through service and sacrifice. She was love personified.
Being a mother is a sacred & humbling responsibility. One that I find myself taking for granted in the moments that test my patience & push my limits. Through the chaos and the quiet moments I am learning to be so much more than I’ve ever been before. The greatest of lessons I have learned & relearned a hundred times over is that I need my Father in Heaven. Without Him the days are long, patience is thin, and I find myself at a loss. With Him I am capable of being the mother I want to be. I am filled with serenity and I recognize that I am in the middle of God’s most sacred work.