As I stay in Russia away from home, I send pictures of myself to show my parents how I’m doing.
It was on a day when it hailed for the first time last winter. A shower of hail looked marvelous. I took a photo of my hands receiving hailstones. My parents asked me about the hail and if it wasn’t too cold for me. I told them I was fine and healthy. That was it; we had an ordinary conversation.
A few days later, however, my mom called me that she would send me some warm gloves. I thought she was saying so because of the cold weather but that wasn’t the reason. She thought my gloves receiving hailstones in the photo were too worn out, which troubled her mind. Saying that a picture of a daughter speaks a lot to her mom, she laughed.
Not long after that, I sent another picture of myself in the padded jacket they bought for me. Straight away, I got a reply that it looked good on me. But the next morning, I got an email from my mom. She wrote that my dad told her to hurry to buy boots and send them to me. It was because of the sneakers I was wearing. I was startled by hearing that he was worried about my wearing summer shoes in winter. To say the truth, I was wearing comfortably to go to a nearby supermarket. Realizing anew that my parents carefully observe my pictures, I quickly replied that I normally wear boots and so they didn’t have to worry.
My parents took a close look at me in the pictures to figure out what I needed. They reminded me of Heavenly Parents. Like my parents who can’t stop worrying about their daughter, Heavenly Father and Mother do not take their eyes off us; They pay attention even to our low voices and little actions. For such deep and meticulous love, I give thanks to my Heavenly Parents and my physical parents.