Elder D. Todd Christofferson talked yesterday at Conference
about how his Mom many years ago was bedridden for nearly a year.
A woman was hired to help her with the house, meals, and her very young sons
since she couldn't get out of bed.
Picture what her house must have looked like at that point.
After his Mom went over some basic instructions she told this woman:
"But the most important thing are my boys.
Spend time with them. Read to them.
They are more important than the house."
I thought, YES, that is the kind of mother I had!
I always felt more important to her than the multitude of other things
she needed to get done each day.
Come to think of it, I don't remember anything about that party.
(I don't even know where I am in that picture.)
But see those hats?
making the hats and invitations...
And it wasn't like I was an only child.
That's the kind of Mom who raised me.
We were all more important than the house.