Moms and Daughters Conference

Okay, maybe it was really called Women's Conference!  And how blessed I felt to be able to attend this historic first one with my missionary mother-what timing!  I drove up Saturday evening and ate with my parents before heading to their stakecenter to watch the broadcast.  It was so sweet to see all the moms with their girls, old and young, and to feel the Spirit testify of truth.  I look forward to taking Jane in a few more years, but tonight I was content to be the daughter again.