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I'm 21 years old, living in a small town, going to nursing school. I enjoy all things medical, and am so grateful for the miracle of my body. I'm a seasonal employee at Walt Disney World, which is fitting, because i'm obsessed with all things Disney. I'm a bookworm, a theater freak, and a ballroom dance die-hard. I'm a grammar Nazi, honest to a fault and I have a strange desire to always be on time. I dream of traveling the world, getting married for time and all eternity in the Salt Lake Temple, and having 5 or 6 kids.
Because I simply can not imagine my life without the support, both physically and spiritually, that I receive from this Gospel.
In October of 2007, I was hit with some very unexpected and terrifying news. Doctors had found something in my brain that wasn't supposed to be there. After a few CT scans, I was diagnosed with an arteriovenous malformation, or AVM, for short. My AVM was very large, and took up almost all of my right occipital lobe. My surgeon warned me of the risks of surgery, and told me to think about it for a while. That night I went home and fell to my knees, pleading with my Heavenly Father to help me know what to do. Prayer was my lifeline to my Father, and He gave me the courage to press forward, and have the surgery. My name was put on temple prayer lists, and my friends and neighbors also prayed for my safety. These prayers are what kept me hopeful, at peace, and alive. I lost all my left peripheral vision because of the brain tissue removal. When I make eye contact with a person, I never can see their right ear or anything past that point. I had to readjust to lots of different things that I had taken for granted. It took me a while to become efficient at reading books. I had to memorize the keyboard to my computer. I have to go down each isle at the grocery store twice so I can scan both rows of shelves. My parents bought me an extended rear-view-mirror for my car, and extra mirrors for my side-views as well. I became used to walking into walls and sometimes even people, to the point that it no longer phases me. Life is very different from what it was when I was 16. But with my Father's help, people don't even realize my handicap unless I point it out to them. I pray that I might be able to find and help people who are just like me, and show them that God loves them, and will help them through their trials, just like He's helped me. I like to think that my Heavenly Father walks on my left side, and chances are, He does. He knows me personally, and listens to me every time I pray. He keeps me safe, and for that I am forever grateful.
I live my faith by staying true to myself, and listening to Heavenly Father's promptings. I know if I follow his lead, I will be happy, and hopefully show to the people around me that He loves them too.