Who am I meant to be?
A wife, mother, and a servant of God.
Those things are certain. I know because God did that. He put a young man in my path all the way from Illinois. I was in Wyoming. I was 16. He was 18 and going to school there. We met just in time to fall head over heels in love. It was a common scene, but the boys from the Tech usually went home and never looked back. He came back.
We married and after a few years, we had our first born. Early. He scared the crap out of us. We were going to stop at one. God had other plans. We have six children.
Husband was Catholic long ago. I was not much of anything… I had gone to the Seventh Day Adventist Church with a babysitter when I was little. I was baptized in the Little Snake River near Baggs, Wyoming in a non-denominational church when I was in 8th grade, it was my choice and I thought I was doing the right thing, my heart was in it, but once I was out of the environment, I just never followed up. I always believed in God and in the promise I made when I was baptized.
When I met my husband, I fell into place in his church, and I found my faith.
That’s who I am meant to be.
Wife, mother, and servant of God. That’s who I am meant to be.
I homeschool, have for many years. I have a lot of things to share about homeschooling.
I have been really really deep in depression. I have a lot of things to share about getting out of the darkness.
Those two things I have to share, along with a whisper from God saying I should do just that… Now I just have to figure out HOW.