Christmas

Today is Christmas Eve an I cannot help but ponder some of my Christmas's past. Dad and Mom my first thought goes to you. My earliest memory is Christmas morning when I believe I was two. I will never forget the excitement of a little girl when I walked out and saw the baby bed that you had made for me. Mom even sewed the little quilt and pillow. For those of you who don't know, my mom doesn't sew. Twenty years later I was having my own little boy. That Christmas I again got a cradle made by my dad. I still weep at the love that went into those Christmas's. Those are some of the most precious memories of my life. Second, I feel very blessed to have been taught of the Savior throughout my entire life. I hung some pictures on our wall for Christmas and asked Chris what he thought. He replied, "It just looks like everyday." At first I was annoyed at his comment but now I realize that it was truly a compliment. I am grateful for a season that causes me to ponder the life of my Savior. Jesus is the Christ! know that he lives! I love that he loves me! I know that he was born by a miracle and that he lived a perfect and exemplary life. I know that he suffered and died for my sins. I know that I can return to him one day. For this knowledge I am grateful. Merry Christmas to you all. We love you very much.