I have been thinking about nurturing and mothering this week. I remember little about my mother because she died when I was in my early teens, but I do remember that she was always happy. She did not have an easy life with my father either gone churching or working most of the time. She felt it an honor that the Lord would ask him to serve and never complained about him being gone and leaving her with most of the responsibilities of home. For many years I have identified with her, although I never knew her as an adult. It will be marvelous when we can share our stories with each other.
Mother’s Day is actually celebrated in Africa. One of the temple workers explained that if people can afford it, they take their mothers out to dinner. I think the women here may be the hardest working I have ever seen. I have included two pictures of women doing their jobs with their babies on their backs. One works on the grounds of the area presidents’ condo. She starts before sunrise and sweeps all the walkways clear of leaves and dirt. She always has her child on her back.
The other is from the bead factory and works all day making glass beads and stringing them. The children are happiest with their mothers and are most comfortable carried this way.
This morning in Sacrament meeting, one of the speakers referred to studies correlating students' success among the 10,000 in the school district where he served for 16 years. There were only two factors that the students had in common: how much their parents spoke to them and what words they heard, and secondly how much they had been read to. I pay tribute to my daughter and daughters-in-law who may produce the smartest grand children of the generation because of their verbal communication with their children and reading to them every day of their lives.
The primary from our ward came to RS to sing to us today. They are holding pictures of mothers, kneeling with their children to pray.
Note the age of the conductor. He was pretty cute.
Hope you all had a wonderful day and remembered your mothers!