My first memory
My beautiful loving mother, a most precious memory has been with me since I was a little toddler. I can't imagine how young, but I know I was small enough to nap upon her chest. I remember the feel of her gentle breathing and the rise and fall as I rested snuggled and comforted in her arms. My earliest memory, so sweet and perfect. Thank you Heavenly Father for blessing me with such a loving mother and such a sweet memory.
Oh, so many more moments like that throughout my whole life. She was always loving, warm, encouraging, and comforting. I could climb into her lap, or sit close, or call no matter how big I got and always find love and comfort.