Sometimes, this is exactly how I feel. Like I have been in the middle of a storm being beaten by the wind. It isn’t always easy to stand strong in the storm. The wind doesn’t blow me away because I have faith. That is what makes me strong. That is my anchor. And I will hold to that as I keep finding my way through this journey.
One thing that Laney was really good at was standing out. Whether it was being named to the region all defensive team in basketball, or placing in the discus at state track after only having done it for three weeks, she stood out. She excelled in so many different areas. But my favorite area where she stood out was in her character.
She was a happy person and tended to make others happy, too. She encouraged people to do things they probably wouldn’t have done. Don’t worry, it was all good stuff. But with Laney, she stood out because she stood up. She stood up for her little brother when he was being picked on. She stood up for many people that she barely knew. But most importantly, she stood up for what she believed.
One always knew where they stood with Laney. There was no peer pressure for her. She told it how it was and didn’t waiver. She knew what she believed and was very passionate about it. She was always like that. Even from a young age. And the sweet part is…so are her sisters. So I get to see that part of Laney that I truly admired in my other kids, too. It actually makes me look forward to tomorrow.
Tomorrow is Mothers Day. It is also the nine month anniversary of losing Laney. How glad I am to have been her mother. To see her grow into such an amazing young woman of faith who has touched the lives of countless people.
The story of Helaman and the stripling warriors has always been something that has touched my heart. But what is even more amazing is when Helaman talks about how the young men had faith. They had been taught by their mothers that if they did not doubt, God would deliver them from the battle. They knew it, and they knew that their mothers knew it. (Alma 56:47-48)
These young men had been taught faith by their mothers. How many times have we said we learned things from our mothers? Cooking, sewing, crafting, cleaning, playing sports, singing, playing the piano? I think the most important thing I can teach my own children is to have faith. Faith can help us make it through any trial we are going through. It goes right along with hope. That has always been the kind of mother I wanted to be. One that taught her children faith.
I had always wanted Laney to know that I knew she knew it. That was one of those things I had been thinking about when I found the note that told her everything I had wished I had said to her. You can read that post here. I am so glad that I knew she knew that if she did not doubt, God would deliver her. And I know he has. Literally.