You will not believe what I did today. It's the one thing that I dread someone doing to me and there I was doing it to someone else. I sat down next to a friend and asked, "How are you?" and she started to cry. And then I started to cry. And then we had a nice cry together. But it really started the waterworks for both of us. Although, to be honest, it had already been a bit of a weeper. And not for any of the usual reasons that childless Mormon women cry at church on Mother's Day. There was just so much sweetness and love at church today. It's hard to keep it together when you're up against people being so wonderful.
On that note of Mother's Day at church: we had a real breakthrough today. You know how a lot of times they make the women stand up at the end of Sacrament meeting and pass out flowers to them? And how it's always a little awkward? And I'm not going to lie, sometimes even more awkward for those of us without kids? I mean, I appreciate the sentiment, I really do. And I'm grateful for any generous thought. But it's just a little awkward sometimes. So imagine how nice it was today to find out that there would be no standing and waiting for your flower but instead the men would be taking over the last hour so all the women could be together to eat cheese cake and laugh and cry and gab. That is a happy Mother's Day indeed.