On Sunday morning Abe and I knew we had a big day ahead of us, so we both woke up early to get ready for the day. Then we got the kids ready and started celebrating Mother’s Day.
By which I mean, Abe and the kids made me my favorite Mother’s Day breakfast in bed (Martha Stewart French Toast), presented me with chocolate dipped strawberries in hand-painted boxes and love notes, and then gave me lots of time alone to just pray, write, and practice my talk. The sun was shining through the windows and I felt so happy and full of grace.
Then it was time for church. I gave my talk, and that was a beautiful experience. I felt so much love from God and from my ward. Afterward I felt so embraced by my ward–I felt like I was surrounded by love. It felt a celestial connectedness. I had just shared my raw self–the unpolished parts, the parts I wasn’t proud of–with my ward, and afterward I was embraced. That is an amazing feeling. It was a total gift.
Then afterward we headed to the Miners to celebrate Mother’s Day and Tom’s birthday. Tom, Suzanne, and Doris had come all the way down to hear my talk, and so we spent most of the day with them.
It was a wonderful day.
When it was all over, I submitted my talk to By Common Consent, and when I woke up the next morning, there was an email saying they were going to publish it! They just wanted me to write some sub headings and a brief bio. Once those were written, they published it:
https://bycommonconsent.com/2018/05/14/i-am-a-child-of-heavenly-mother/
