Mother/Daughter BBQ

Last night my mom asked me to go to the Mother/Daughter BBQ that the sisters in her ward had put together.  It was such a cute idea, and if we had more than two young women in our ward I would push to do it in ours as well.  Since my Mom’s mother (my grandmother) passed away years ago, she decided to ask my Dad’s mother to go with us.  She’s been totally consumed with taking care of my grandpa lately, I am sure it was a nice break for her to get out of the house.

We had so much fun and feasted on corn-on-the-cob, BBQ chicken, and watermelon.  We chatted with other women in the ward (my old home ward) and laughed at stories my grandma told about raising her millions of children.  My dad is the person he is today because of my grandmother, and I will love her forever for millions of reasons, but my favorite being how amazing of a father she raised for me.  Even after all her kids are gone and raising their own families, she is still a full-time care giver.  My grandpa is VERY sick and we all know his time left is very limited.  I know that nobody else could give the attention, love, and patience that he deserves right now except her.  She is a saint.  I hope a sliver of her selflessness can be passed on to me.

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