I've been thinking a lot about charity lately and there was a beautiful story told in Sacrament Meeting on Sunday. It was about an elderly couple that had been married for years when the wife lost her eyesight and was almost blind. The only way she could see things were if they were held up right against her eye. Her dear husband, knowing how much she loved to have her fingernails painted, would paint her nails. When his wife would bring her fingers up, nearly touching her eyes, she could see her beautiful nails and it made her happy.
I thought about this and I knew, without a doubt that Dave would do this for me. But - I wasn't so sure about my son. So - I leaned over and said, "Bronson, if I lost my eyesight and went blind, would you paint my fingernails for me?" He didn't even hesitate and said, "Yes." Then I thought I'd push it and I said, "What about my toenails?" He said, "Sure."
What a good boy!