I want to share an excerpt from a talk by Elder M. Russell Ballard . He said, referring to Author Anna Quindlen, "The biggest mistake I made [as a parent] is the one that most of us make. … I did not live in the moment enough. This is particularly clear now that the moment is gone, captured only in photographs. There is one picture of [my three children] sitting in the grass on a quilt in the shadow of the swing set on a summer day, ages six, four, and one. And I wish I could remember what we ate, and what we talked about, and how they sounded, and how they looked when they slept that night. I wish I had not been in such a hurry to get on to the next thing: dinner, bath, book, bed. I wish I had treasured the doing a little more and the getting it done a little less" (Loud and Clear [2004], 10–11).
I want to live in the moment...so thankful for this reminder.
This was posted on my fav bloggers site lilybean'spaperie.com thanks Melis for your post!!
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A Mother's Love
Mother Love
Lie still, dear birdie,
In cradle nest;
The gentle breeze rocketh thee
Softly to rest.
Thy father is singing thee
Sweetly to sleep,
While thy mother her little ones
Safely doth keep.
Sleep peacefully, Baby,
The Spring's come to you;
The grass is a carpet
Of violets blue;
The birds are all singing thee
Softly to rest;
But the love of a mother
Is sweetest and best.
Lie still, dear birdie,
In cradle nest;
The gentle breeze rocketh thee
Softly to rest.
Thy father is singing thee
Sweetly to sleep,
While thy mother her little ones
Safely doth keep.
Sleep peacefully, Baby,
The Spring's come to you;
The grass is a carpet
Of violets blue;
The birds are all singing thee
Softly to rest;
But the love of a mother
Is sweetest and best.
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