I am grateful for my son. He is not the perfect son, but who is?
As I read the newspaper about individuals who made a less than desirable choice, I look at him and I am grateful for who he is. I am grateful that he has stuck with me and, although begrudgingly at times, he has followed my counsel and that of others who love him and only want the best for him.
I don't have enough years left on this earth to list the blessings he has brought me. He has caused me to get some grey hair and I have shed many tears, but we both stuck to it and we are both better people because of it.
I am grateful for his caring, compassionate spirit. I am grateful for his talents. I am grateful for his love. Again, he is not perfect and there are things he still needs to change, just like I do.
So, to all those of you who have less than perfect children, hang in there, keep loving them, and keep being a good example to them. And, do count the blessings they bring you. Look at them through the Savior's eyes and many of those imperfections will fade away.
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