So. That "matter-of-fact" thing is not working so well seeing how I cried in the shower yesterday as I contemplated that number, that age: 33.
Last night, we looked at M's old mission pics. There were some in there from his family of his newest niece at the time. She was such a cute baby! I stared at her picture and realized I've never imagined what our kids will look like. I now imagine that they might look something like her. As I think about this today, I cry.
Today, I find myself crying looking at the picture on page 86 of my conference Ensign. It shows three Ukranian men, holding babies, smiling, and standing in front of a picture depicting the Savior at the First Resurrection. I cry because I'm happy. The world has changed and the role of fatherhood has been redefined. Men today are more involved and more loving fathers than ever before.
The Spirit teaches me today that our eternal identities are gender based: man or woman - and that by vestage of that identity, we also are eternally fathers and mothers.
Seeing those men, those priesthood holders, standing there with their children in their arms and the Savior behind them - there's this abiding sense in me that that's just the way it should be. And I cry.
~Nichole
No comments:
Post a Comment