The Magic of Motherhood

Daughters remember their mothers’ most enduring gifts.

How do we remember the women whose touch helped shape us from the moment of our birth?

We may not always completely trust our own memories of our mothers—for time applies a rosy tint to parts of our past, smudges others in tones of gray, and obscures some altogether.

Still, certain moments we shared with our mothers stand out in vivid relief. Although the brightest of these memories are not usually of events we would now call significant, even the most commonplace can illuminate the influence of the unique women we call “Mother."

Almost every mother is acutely aware of her own shortcomings—times when she is too tired to read just one more story, times when her patience wears thin in the dailiness of motherly responsibilities. But for the child there is magic in the midst of the mundane—watching Mother dance around the kitchen, taking a buggy ride wrapped up in her arms, trying to knead the bread dough just as she does, sharing a prayer, hearing her word of praise or encouragement. Such precious memories can be every mother’s most enduring gift.

(source: lds.org)