Anyone who has known me for very long will be amazed that I have joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (Mormon, to most of you). I was raised Methodist and then became nothing and everything during my college and hippie years. Then I married and converted, somewhat reluctantly, to Catholicism. I didn't go to mass that often, but we did make sure both of our boys had their first holy communions. One divorce and remarriage to their father, his sickness and passing, and my disability, and many changes later, we still were not going to church very often. Then, my youngest son, Chris, started taking classes with the LDS (Mormon) missionaries and was very excited about the Church. He was baptized and confirmed, and shortly thereafter so was I.
Now, many of my relatives and old friends might be sad or upset, but they shouldn't be.. I haven't been happier in a very long time. I actually smile and feel love for, and from, others. I haven't regretted it. If "by their fruits you shall know them" is true, I know I am in the right place.
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