Hey Everybody! I apologize for missing this past Saturday--believe me, I've felt so out of the loop because of it! I miss all of you so much! It's my spring break, so I've been in Folsom for the past week almost. But I will see all of you on Saturday! I can't wait!
It's been a draining last week and a half because of finals, but now that I've had a chance to unwind I'd like to share this beautiful conversation I had the other night.
One of my really good friends Riley from high school had me and a few friends over for a Margarita Monday Ladies Night. It was such a fun evening overall catching up and telling stories! Riley lives in her parent's house still, so her mom joined us upstairs when she got home. Her mom Christine has always been such a fun addition to our group anytime we're over at Riley's house. She usually just jumps right into whatever we're doing and quickly becomes the life of the party. This night was no different. At one point though the conversations took on a more serious and sentimental note. Christine told us this story about a conversation she had with her mother on the phone when her children were really young. Christine told her mom that she was feeling so overwhelmed by her children, but not overwhelmed in a stressful way, but because she was overwhelmed by how much she loved them. She told her mom that she was almost out of breath because she couldn't fathom that you could possibly love another human being that much. Christine then asked her mom if she loved her that much. Christine told us that it has never dawned on her that another human being could feel as overwhelmed as she did. Christine's mother told her that yes, she did. Christine then told us that she was floored in this moment. She could not wrap her mind around the idea that her own mother loved her that much. Christine's mom told her that now that she had her own children she could understand how fully she loved her as her mother. Christine, with her head spinning then asked her mom if this is how much God loves us. Her mom told her no, God loves us even more. Even now, almost twenty years later, I could tell that Christine was still reveling in the truth of this moment.
I can barely describe how I felt hearing this story from Christine. She told us that this is her most precious moment of revelation and her fondest memory of her mother. I feel so blessed that she shared that moment with us girls. I feel honored that she gave us that experiential wisdom. And I can now say that is one of my favorite stories as well.