Thank you, Mom.

Who accepted a divine job offer? Who loved me and believed in me when I didn't believe in myself? Who always worked hard to fulfill her most important responsibilities in the home? Who raised three grateful children by taking on a thankless job? It was Mom.

To the woman who worked hard to make sure she was home when her kids were back from school, to the woman who encouraged me (essentially forced me) to get involved in music and theater at a young age, to the woman who raised me and my brother and my sister, to the woman who enjoys talking to me every week over the phone just to see how I'm doing, to the woman who taught me how to love and obey God through her words and through her actions, to the woman who expressed the greatest amount of excitement and enthusiasm when I returned home from my mission two years ago, to the woman who loved me unconditionally for the past twenty-three and a half years:

Thank you.