I am most proud of my children. You are my greatest achievement. You are my reason to boast. You are my peace in life's storms. You are my happy place. You are my joy in old age. For you I spent the strength of my youth. Each of you is achieving more in life than I did. Each of you is surpassing my mark. Each of you is making the world a better place.
My generation cannot say that it left the world better than we found it. But I can say that I have left the world better children than I was, better citizens, better parents, better in every way.
And each of you is rearing children who love your mother and me and who make us feel like we are all the world. There is no other accomplishment of mine that can come close to this.
The best part of this is that I get to take it with me. Any other thing that I might have striven for I would leave behind.
In second place, I am proud of my missionary service in Finland. Love is an interesting thing. I can leave half of my heart in a foreign land and still have all of my heart to give to my wife and children. I can't really boast of my missionary service, but I can rejoice in it--like Aamon of the Sons of Mosiah. I can't point to the thousands as he could, but the few I can point to mean thousands to me. How great is my joy with these few in the kingdom of our Father! One of the happiest days of my life was to attend Fast and Testimony meeting with the woman I baptized in Dec 1978 and with her son who had just completed his mission to Provo, Utah. To see the fruit of the tree that I had helped to plant was indeed "the most joyous to the soul."
Third, I am proud to be a teacher. I knew, back in another time and another place, that I would not be pleased to have my epitaph read that I had been a good salesman. I think I was good at that. But I can say that I have great joy in seeing the lives of my former students unfold. I'm grateful for Facebook for opening that window for me. There are just a few who have connected with me on Facebook, but happiness in the lives of those few magnifies my joy. I have been a small part of something good.
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