A Blog Post by Annie

Annie wanted to start her own blog today. I started a private one for her and she wrote her first post. I thought maybe you all would enjoy reading it so I am re posting it here. Her blog is called "My Awesome Childhood," and considering who is living it, I have no doubt it will be "awesome." Here is Annie's blog, in her own words:

One day my mom and dad gave a talk in church on the same day. I am going to talk about my mom's talk. My mom went first. She talked about how we can do things that we really don't want to do. She said we should do it because we should love the person that asked us to do it. She said that when someone asks her to do something that she really doesn't want to do, she thinks about the Savior because He did something that He didn't want to do, but He did it anyway because He loved us. So she would think about that and she would do that thing that they asked her to do as long as she knew the Lord wanted her to do it.

She also talked about losing her baby daughter was an experience for her because many other people had been through the same thing. She also said that their were two roads. One road was where there were people who were angry at the Lord and bitter for having him making their babies die. The other road had people who weren't angry at the Lord and who were humble and going to church and didn't complain about it because they knew that the Lord needed their babies in heaven for some reason. 

She talked about her grandmother who was as strong as an ox. She had 4 girls and 2 boys. She would always say that to my mom. Then my mom had 4 girls and 2 boys. It made my mom grow closer to her grandmother because she had experienced what her grandmother had experienced. What she is saying is that when we suffer, we are growing closer to the Lord because we are doing the same thing that our Savior did. 

Everybody said that they loved my mom's talk. I loved it the most because I am her number one fan. I look up to my mom because she does great things. She chooses the right.  But if my mother goes astray, I am likely to just follow the prophet. But I am pretty sure my mom's not going to go astray. But if she does, well I'm not following you anymore, mom! But I hope she doesn't, because I love my mother.