Sweetest Memories
Some of the sweetest memories I have ever had in my life, that I often think about over and over again are:
When I worked nights at Wal-mart while I attended Southern Utah University, I got off early so I could drive home in time for Christmas day. I got to Vernal at around eight oclock in the morning. I sat down on the couch and dozed off. A while later I heard something plop down on the floor next to me. Then someone took off my shoes. I tried really hard to open my eyes. Then someone picked me up. I managed to open my eyes in time to see my little Brother T.R. laying a blanket over me. I think I cried because my mascara was streaked down my face when I finally woke. I was so tired. He was so tender.
Another time was when I was having a hard day because of some neighbors who were excluding me because of something I stood up for. I was having a hard time because one of those neighbors was a friend I loved. I woke up one morning after tossing and turning all night. My little son asked for breakfast and I chocked back some tears and said, “In a minute I just need to pray.” I knelt down and cried that I knew I had done the right thing by standing up for what I needed to. I was having a hard time withthe rejection and needed a blessing to know I was loved. I ended the prayer and opened my eyes to see my little boy, two years old, on his knees next to me with his arms folded and his face so concerned. I hugged him and thanked him for praying with me.
Then, just recently, I went home to Vernal. I was so tired from caring for sick kids night and day. I myself was feeling the illness. After church I went to my dear Mom in laws home and laid my little tired baby on her bed. I thought, ‘I will just rest a minute.” I heard someone come in. I saw my mom in law walk quietly out and then later I felt something lay over me. I woke to find a light sheet laid over me. She had noted how warm ot was bit still wanted me covered.
I am so happy for these sweet memories, and the dear hearts who gave them to me.