Up in the night, exhausting. Endless piles of laundry, annoying. A note of thanks, priceless.

Dear Mom,
Just wanted to let you know that I was thinking about you. You handle a lot of stuff-the laundry, the dishes, the chauffeuring, the family, the children. The list could go on and on and on! Thanks for modeling for me what is really important-making sure we treat others well, as the Savior would treat them. Thanks for making time for me while I try to process and handle all of this crazy college stuff. Viv asked me the other day if I thought I was a lot like you. I didn't think so but I hope to become more like you. You listen so well all the time, make time for others even when it may be inconvenient for you, you love wholeheartedly. I thank you Mom.
Love ya,
Lou

Thing is, it's me that wants to be more like her!