Mom and Dad

Much like Nephi of the Book of Mormon, I was born of goodly parents.  My parents taught me the value of hard work, of family, and of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  They taught me from a young age that I wanted to be "married in the temple to the man I love."  So that I could be sealed to him and my children for all eternity, just as they are.  They taught me to love my sibling(s).  They taught me to develop my talents.  Most of all they taught me and showed me that they loved me.

After the accident they were there.  They were there when I woke up.  They were there through my recovery.  They were there for Lawrence in the hardest hours.  They were there for Mr. E.  My mom slept in the hospital with me when Lawrence needed to sleep on a decent bed, she translated doctor speak for us, and fought for me when the wanted to kick me out early and without certain medications.  My mom spent countless hours driving me around to doctor's appointments and physical therapy.  Not to mention the time she spent driving me to her house when I couldn't be left alone with Mr. E and the early mornings she had to put in to do some of this.  My dad rallied people to help push for the intersection to get fixed and wrote letters and emails and made phone calls for it.  He also helped us find an attorney and met with him for us.  I am forever grateful for my parents and for all they have, and will, sacrificed for me and all they have and continue to teach me.

But I wasn't only blessed with goodly parents.  I have been blessed with goodly in-laws too.  They taught my husband many of the same things my parents taught me.  They raised him in a home with the Gospel.  They taught him to be a gentleman and to work hard for his family.  They encouraged him to go on a mission and get married in the temple.  Then, when Lawrence and I were dating they accepted me and made me part of the family.  They have always treated me as a daughter, not just an in-law.


After the accident they cleaned our apartment, brought us food, bought us clothes, and made Lawrence sleep and eat.  They babysat Mr. E, made a 4 hour drive more than once just to be there for my family, and have continued in their love and support of us.  I am grateful to my in-laws for raising my amazing husband and for loving my as one of their own.

I am eternally grateful for all my parents!