My mom.

So my mom went in to have her gall bladder removed this morning. The surgery lasted about an hour and they have her moved in her own room now :) She has to stay over for one night than she will be home tomorrow hopefully, if everything went well. I called my dad at lunch and got to talk to her for a minute. She sounded so tired and a bit loopy. It broke my heart. Im going to see her today after work, i remember going to see her when she had her hysterectomy. Seeing my mom hooked up to all those machines, with oxygen in, broke my heart. It was terrifying. While I was bored at work today i ordered her some flowers from the flower patch. They are gorgeous. Hopefully she gets them soon :) Tonight my dad is staying with her at the hospital, so Rachel invited me and Jarron to her house for dinner. She is such a sweetheart. Than we are gonna carpool up to the hospital to see my mommy. I was surfing the web at work today (shocking I know) and I found the quote that fits my mom SO well. Its by Marjorie Pay Hinckley.

"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car,
wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed,
and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud
on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with grass stains on my shoes
from mowing Sister Schenck's lawn. I want to be there
with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making
sandwiches for a sick neighbor's children. I want to be there
with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed
someone's garden. I want to be there with children's
sticky kisses on my cheeks and tears of a friend on my
shoulder. I want the Lord to know I was really here
and that I really lived."