Thank you for being so strong. I cannot begin to imagine the long days, sleepless nights and
stress you have had to endure this past year. I am in awe of your courage. Thank you for keeping your humor through this long journey. Thank you for getting up each morning and keeping faith. Thank you for being such a great mom. Your kids love
you so much. We all do.
Thank you for teaching me that butt cracks aren't cute. I remember a particular cabin trip very well. I was in my low rise-hip hugging pants stage (aka lots of crack). I was wearing my scrubs in the kitchen and both you and Craig told me that "crack is wack". I didn't quite understand that phrase but, after a plumber joke, I finally got the hint. I remember I was mad at you and thought, "ugh, that is like SO rude. my pants are totally fine." (note the sassy teenager voice) After that trip, I started to notice that my crack was out in the open a little too much. Needless to say, my low rise days were over.
So, you are probably wondering why I just told you that story... I told it because you taught me three very important lessons that I have continued to carry with me throughout my life.
1. You taught me that butt crack is most definitely NOT cute.
2. You taught/teased me into a tougher skin.
3. You taught me that I can (and should) laugh at myself often.
Thank you for being such a wonderful person. You can always make me laugh. Family parties just aren't the same without Marsha and her witty remarks. Thank you for loving me (even though I despise BYU). I love you and your family so much. Please never stop smiling. You will always be in my thoughts and prayers. I will never forget you and neither will Heavenly Father.
I know that Heavenly Father is mindful of you and the kids. He loves you so much and will always be there. Even when the world seems far away and that you might be alone, you are not. He is there. He loves you.
I love you forever and I am grateful to have you in my life.
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