A new hat

My sister wears hats beautifully..........me, not so much. Don't get me wrong, I love hats, but I don't have the right kind of head or features..........No, no...I really don't, and that's okay. I know it, and I'm okay with it.....even so, I still end up wearing lots of hats........
Now, my hat rack is already pretty full....but one of my favorites, one of the loveliest of my hats is that of the Mother of daughter with a post-graduate degree.....I wear it proudly because my girl is lovely, and talented, and witty and clever.......
Pretty soon I'm going to have to give up one of my most prized hats......it's worn out..............it's my Mother of a Full Time Missionary hat............I'm okay, though, because the same day I put that one aside, I'll get a new one. One that I will wear for the rest of my life: that of a Mother of a Returned Missionary.....I'm picking it out now, as I only have a month left before I actually wear it...............less than a month, actually...........and I can hardly wait for my new hat!