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Hi I'm Stephanie

I'm a Mormon. I'm joined the church at 19. I'm a mom of 3 and a teacher. I was the first in my family to get baptized.

About Me

My family is the most important part of my life. I've got a son and two daughters. I've been married to my wonderful husband for more than twenty years. I'm also a teacher. While I have been busy raising my family, I've also been busy in school and working. I've been an elementary teacher for twenty years. I have a bachelor's and a master's degree. This year I've started work on my doctorate degree in organizational leadership. One thing I love about the church is that all are encouraged to get as much education as possible. In our family, it made more sense for me to pursue advanced degrees. My husband is a hands-on dad who does as much as I do around the house. We're a great team!

Why I am a Mormon

Growing up I always attended church with my family. We were active in the RLDS (now called the Community of Christ) church. Even though it would seem that the RLDS and the LDS would have a lot in common, they really didn't. When our family moved to a new state when I was young, I met several kids who were LDS. They were fun to be around and seemed to know what they wanted in life. They invited me to activities and to their homes. They talked to me about the church. I was resistant at first. I had my own church! At 19 I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer. I had already had surgery and seen specialists but I was still facing a hysterectomy, and I was scared. I had been chatting with the missionaries at one of my friend's houses. They said they could give me a priesthood blessing. They would lay their hands on my head and say a special prayer for me that I would get well. I agreed. Something changed. I felt different. I was better. I didn't need a hysterectomy anymore. Whatever cancer that was there was gone. I told my mom, a nurse by the way and not one to take risks where health is concerned, that I was better and I didn't need to have the operation. She brushed me off and reminded me I had an appointment with the surgeon in the morning for my preoperative visit. Grudgingly, I went. I knew in my heart I didn't need the surgery, but I didn't know what else to do. The doctor came into the exam room with a puzzled look on his face. He explained that I would NOT be having surgery the next day. The test results that indicated my cancer was advanced were wrong. It could be controlled with chemotherapy. I'm not sure what my mom thought about it at the time, but I knew my heavenly father healed me when two 19 year-olds layed their hand on my head. Chemo was no fun, but it was worth it. I've got two beautiful birth children and one adorable adopted child that make up our family.

How I live my faith

Being part of a ward family is one of the best parts of being part of the church. My husband and I are primary teachers. That means that every Sunday we are responsible for teaching the gospel to a lively bunch of 6 and 7 year olds. We love it! We learn so much from them each week. My husband and I also take time each month to visit with other families in our ward as part of the visiting and hometeaching program. Growing up, our children had the opportunity to participate in scouts and other youth programs that helped to guide them in a good direction during the difficult teenage years.