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Life Lessons

In light of my last post, here are a few life lessons I've learned from my cousin:

- "15 minutes + dark alley = happy big brother" (posted on Facebook after his younger sister's boyfriend broke up with her)

- "I will break both his thumbs. Have you ever seen a guy zip up his pants with broken thumbs? You can't do ANYTHING with broken thumbs." (again said after his sisters boyfriend broke up with her)

- Family is everything. Without family, there isn't anything else.

- Your Mother is someone you should adore, trust, confide in and seek council from. She is your greatest friend and biggest fan.


- Bear your testimony to your children and siblings often - you never know when you'll run out of opportunities to do so.

- Tell your spouse how much you adore them every day - because if it ends up being your last one, you will have no regrets and neither will they.


- 'It takes a bigger man to change a diaper than it does to leave it for your wife. It takes a bigger man to help with the dishes or clean the house than to leave it for your wife. There is no such thing as women's work - it's all just work."

- Learn the scriptures. Don't just read them - make them part of you.

- Always keep Christ at the center of everything you do. If He is already a part of your home and your heart, it will be much easier for Him to comfort you through the trying times in life.

Comments

Jessica said…
What an awesome tribute. He sounds like a stellar guy.

If I die before you, will you write something like this for me too? :D
July 13, 2011 at 2:32 PM
Kriss said…
You can't die before me. I'm older. :) End of conversation.
July 13, 2011 at 4:38 PM
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