[Revised version of an essay originally written July 6, 2007] In the weeks after the deaths of my brother Steven and his wife Catheryn, I found a photograph that instantly gripped me. In the photo, Steven was standing next to a statue of his recently adopted hero, Benjamin Franklin, along the Freedom Trail in […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Two summers ago, my wonderful friend Amber asked if she could interview me for a project she was working on. At the time I was in Utah visiting my family for the summer, and I was newly pregnant with my 5th baby. Amber and Camlyn came to my dad’s house and set up their cameras […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
When I was depressed and suicidal, I couldn’t read. I couldn’t look at websites. No facebook newsfeeds. And sometimes I even told my husband he needed to screen my emails before I could read them. Pretty much all books were out of the question (with the exception of Truman Madsen’s words). I couldn’t even read […]Continue Reading... 1 Comment.
I’m up way too late tonight gathering educational Thanksgiving stuff on the Internet for homeschool this week. I’ve printed out copies of the one primary historical document describing the pilgrim’s feast in 1621 and found some short YouTube videos about the facts and myths surrounding Thanksgiving. I’m looking forward to sharing some genealogy with my […]Continue Reading... No Comments.
Yesterday I had a conversation with a woman I love. Someone else we know had found some scary things online about Kundalini Yoga. So this woman I love googled Kundalini Yoga and found scary things too. In the end she chose to trust my judgment and not worry about it. I’m glad she did. Of […]Continue Reading... 2 Comments.
As a teenager living in Massachusetts I reached a point in my spiritual progress where I felt stagnant. I enjoyed going to church each week and attending youth activities, I had learned to love the scriptures, I prayed and had a strong relationship with God, but I felt ravenous. I was no longer content just […]Continue Reading... 3 Comments.