Her-story!

I always thought I would have years to write my history and wondered why I should write it anyway.

Lately I have felt that time is very short and it needed to be done and yet it is something I do not want to do.
Maybe because I am not sure how it will be received by those who read it and if it will ever be read and believed.

I was born in Prove, Utah.

My Mom had a very hard time delivering me and nearly died.
My soft spot on my head was closed so I was to have the fate of a small head and many other challenges of life.
Dad was overseas [during World War 2] flying out of India and over the hump.
For several weeks he did not know he had a daughter.

I went home to 184 West Main St, American Fork, Utah, to live at Grandpa Glen and Grandma Leila’s home.

[This is Mother's story. Remember her.]

Saturday, July 17, 2010


“To gain a testimony,
you must nourish it
step by step.
‘[Your testimony] will
increase as you make
decisions to keep the
commandments.
As you lift and
strengthen others,
you will see your
testimony continue to develop.’ ”
Mary N. Cook,
Ensign, May 2010, 118
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1 comment:

  1. in time outJuly 18, 2010 at 2:30 AM

    beautiful words. thanks for sharing your thoughts. your impressions are influence in my life, this moment. love you.

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