Mother's Day
at the
GROTTO!
The day was May 13th and I had been invited to speak at the Catholic Church in Portland Oregon. The church went by the name "The Grotto". I again was nervous as I prepared my remarks. One can never be sure, especially at a religious setting, what might be not proper to say. I did alot of praying and the night before, at a very late hour, it was finally finished, and ready for rehearsing.
My sweet family all assembled at the Grotto to support me and that was very nice. My husband's sister Linda, and brother Bill, also came.
The setting of the Grotto is one of the most gorgeous settings I have been too. I was told "Grotto" means "cave", and that is what we looked at. A very large beautiful open cave like structure. There was a beautiful chapel also but our meeting was held outside. The day could not have been more perfect for weather or temperature.
The sister that met me was soooo warm and inviting, I instantly felt at ease. She had flowers for not only me, but for ALL the mothers that had come form Oregon American Mothers. We sat on the stand and she sat right behind me, telling me everything I was to do. We were in the shade and some of the audience was in the sun, but no one complained.
The sweetest and saddest part of the day was in the morning before I had left, I talked to a VERY close friend of mine, Carol Stephenson, who was very ill from cancer. I told her I was going to be talking about her that day and she told me "I'm still here, I'm not going anywhere". I told her to be tough and I loved her. I hung up and went on my way. I was giving my talk and shaking like I usually do, when all of a sudden, I totally stopped. I thought to myself, WOW I must be getting use to this. LOL I finished my talk, gathered my papers, and went back to my seat, still thinking that I was finally getting use to speaking to large audiences. I was just leavening the area and driving to my daughters when my phone rang and it was my friend's husband, Jim. He told me Carol had passed away at 2:00 their time in Florida so that was 11:00 our time, and I had spoken at 12:30. I knew then that she had spent sometime with her family and then came to hear me speak and calm my heart. I am so grateful for my beliefs and for knowing that there is more after this life. My friend passed away on Mother's Day and I am sure if we get to choose, she chose that. She was a fantastic mother and her children were her life. They would never forget her, but this just locked it in for all of them.

I am so grateful for the opportunity to share with people of other faiths, my belief in our Heavenly Father and the importance and missions of mothers.