"An Authentic Mormon." Sounds so arrogant, doesn't it? Like I'm saying that I'm real and the rest
are fake.
I promise you this blog isn't about accusing members of the
LDS church of being anything but genuine.
It's just me, adding my voice to the many LDS voices that paint a more
realistic, colorful picture of a Mormon life.
I'm a 41 year old Mormon convert, wife, mother, actress, and
teacher. I'm also a survivor of PTSD and mild attachment disorder. I am brave, broken, a little too cocky
sometimes, insecure, and still fighting to overcome my decades old tendency to
swear when under stress.
I do not know how to quilt (and have no desire to). I'm still pretty awful at gardening (but
determined to get better), and I have barely scratched the surface on my family
history. My house is a mess most of the
time. My recent advent into part-time
teaching has erased almost all home-making skills from my skill-set. I hug and kiss my kids a lot but have to
fight the daily urge to hide from them.
I am a believer who hopes against hope. I love the scriptures and fight the daily
battle to remember to read them. I
barely completed an LDS mission to the Philippines because I went out before
they "raised the bar" and had a mission president who was determined
to help me finish.
No one will ever put me on a poster and or declare me a
model of an LDS women. I just try my
best... like every other Mormon I know, who almost all have equally
weird and messy stories.
So, without further ado, I invite you into my backstory, my
life, and my testimony.
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