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At at glance I appear to be a typical wife, mom and teacher. Hang around me for a while and you'll see that is anything but true. My hubby is much better looking than I am. We're both okay with that. I have a son currently serving a church mission, a son who was diagnosed with autism long before that became so popular, a daughter who reads better than I do and another daughter who has what it takes to run the planet. My teaching career follows a seven year pattern -- taught first grade for seven years, stayed home for seven, just completed seven years of teaching Kindergarten, and I'm back home for seven more, I suppose! I take pictures of all the big and little things that happen around me. I'd rather starve than cook. Relaxing in the sun tops my list of favorite things to do. And yes, I am seriously funny. Borderline hysterical.
I'm the kind of girl who likes answers to her questions. I can't imagine waking up every day wondering where I came from, what am I supposed to accomplish while I'm here and what happens after my time is up! Clear, simple answers that make sense to me are what I have found in my religion. When problems and trials come my way I'm not surprised because they're part of a plan God designed for me -- a plan that also includes a lot of joy, blessings and other good stuff! I have friends who are amazed at the way I deal with loss and burdens. They wonder how I go on so happily. This gospel proves itself over and over to me to be a constant source of peace. Nothing else in the world offers that to me.
This past September I willingly let my oldest son go on mission. No big deal? Well, for me it was a true sacrifice. He's the best thing that ever happened to our family -- no, really. He actually loves ALL his siblings and shows it by spending a great deal of time with them. The way he interacts with his brother with autism is something words can't describe. The two are connected in their own unique way and we worried a two year mission might result in regression. He's been away for eight months and I'd be lying if I said it hasn't been hard. However, we have been blessed by seeing his brother actually make gains in his ability to express his emotions, write letters and in being a part of his older brother's life. Membership in my church has allowed me opportunities to work with a variety of people including youth, women and my favorite -- children with special needs. This service gives me a better understanding of how the Savior felt when he helped others. I've found the times I feel down or negative seem to happen when my life is focused only on me. It doesn't last long because my service at church helps me look past myself to others. I always walk away feeling grateful for what I do have and much less worried about what I don't.