One Lucky Momma
As I drove up to girls camp on Monday, I listened to the three girls in my car. It made me smile, hearing them talk and sing to the radio. I love all our young women. I do. I'll be honest, tho', when I say that I have a favorite. Sadie was only in YW for 9 months before I was called. So, most of her experiences have been shared. I know that I'm lucky. Not only do I love being with her, she loves having me there. She sits next to me in class on Sundays. Often, she'll lean her head on my shoulder. Oh, how I want to freeze these moments. I'd preserve them and put them on a shelf. The label would read, "Precious Moments with Sadie." Then, someday, when she's all grown and her attention has been captured by some handsome, dark-haired man, I can remember what it was like for her to sit next to me, her love radiating like sunshine. (Sadie with a wig on. Doesn't look much like her, does it?) All week, I watched her as she interacted...