Hi I'm Pamela
I'm a wife, mother, registered nurse, nonprofit co-founder, the first to be baptized in my family, and I'm a Mormon.
I am a happily married wife, a proud mommy, & I was baptized into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints when I was 22 years old. My husband and I co-founded the nonprofit organization, Project Lead Kindly, which assists women & children in need & provides workshops that encourage girls to make a positive difference in the lives of others. Through it, we speak together to various audiences to spread a message that ALL have the light & potential within to be kind, make a difference, and "lead kindly," no matter their circumstances. I graduated with a Bachelor's Degree in the Science of Nursing and worked as a labor & delivery nurse for a few years before trading in my stethoscope for the beautiful & crazy adventures of stay-at-home mommyhood (but that wasn't before I delivered a patient's baby on my own with my bare...ok, they were gloved...hands.) My greatest passions in life include my faith, my family, charity work, the performing arts, and striving to remind all people they are capable of so much good, no matter what challenges they face. I believe platforms of any size, big or small, can and should be used to help others.
First and foremost, I truly love my Savior, Jesus Christ, and my Heavenly Father, and I know that they truly live and that they love me. I know that Heavenly Father knows each of us individually and by name, and that He has a plan for all of His children to be happy. Little did I know growing up that he also had a special plan for me, and would help me to find the truth and to find the happiness He wants for all of us. Here is my story... I grew up in a very loving, very close, and very devout Catholic family. I was baptized Catholic as a baby, went to a private Catholic school from kindergarten to 8th grade, and even went to a Catholic based college for nursing school. Growing up, my parents taught me well and instilled within me a great love for Jesus Christ and for God. I am forever grateful to my parents for being the wonderful, faithful people that they are, and for teaching me, and my 2 little sisters, to love God, to love Christ, to love prayer, and to stand for what we believe in... My husband (who grew up in the church) and I dated for 8 years before we were married. When he first told me he was "Mormon," I didn't think much about it. As the years went by and we got more serious, I began to ask him questions about his church and its beliefs. I was curious, had many questions about religion and life in general, and started going to church with him and even read the Book of Mormon. For years, I studied the church, and my boyfriend (now husband), patiently taught me and answered any questions I had. I found myself finding clear answers to questions I never completely understood growing up: "Why are we here?" "Why is it so important that Jesus Christ died for us?" and "What happens to our families after we die?" I learned that Heavenly Father desires for all of us to be happy and has provided a way and a plan for us. I learned about Christ's suffering and death and why it was so important and how much he loved us. I learned about the temple, and that husbands, wives, children, brothers, and sisters can be sealed together forever, and that marriages and families do not end in death. I began to feel a greater understanding about life's purpose and my purpose here, and to understand the power of prayer and having a real conversation with Heavenly Father. As I continued to attend church meetings and learn about the gospel, I knew there was something very special about this church and that what I was learning made sense. I felt so strongly that there was truth in all that I was learning, and I couldn't deny it. I soon felt the desire to get baptized. My relationship with God became stronger as I prayed to Him often, asking him if what I was learning was true and if I should be baptized. The answer came quickly and clearly: yes, it was true, and yes, I should get baptized. Coming to find if what I was learning was true came easily, but going forward with baptism was a lot harder. As I mentioned before, my parents are devout Catholics and raised my sisters and I as such. Our ancestors and relatives are all primarily Catholics as well. How could I tell them that I wanted to get baptized into the "Mormon" church? I would be the first and only out of our huge family.They had a lot of misunderstandings about the church and were not very open to learning anything about it. They loved my boyfriend, but had always felt a little uneasy that he was of a different religion, let alone, the "Mormon" religion! They had even said throughout the years, "Do not get baptized. We would be devestated." With these words ringing in my head, I couldn't even tell them that I had been studying about it or attending church meetings, so how could I tell them, "Hey mom and dad! I'm getting baptized!" I had nightmares that they would disown me, and as a result, I put off getting baptized with the feeling that, "I know that I want to do it and I need to do it...but I can do it later, AFTER I tell my parents." For years, I stalled. I continued to attend church meetings, read the scriptures, grow a testimony, and pretty much act like I was a member..but I never set a date to be baptized. I yearned for it so much in my heart, because I knew it was what I wanted to do and had to do, but the fear of telling my parents always overcame me. About a week before my husband and I were married in August of 2009, I came home one Sunday from church in tears. I loved the church, I loved Jesus Christ, I loved Heavenly Father, I knew the church was true, and I had received answers to my prayers that I should get baptized... and there I was, years later, still not baptized. I felt fed up with my fear and knew I couldn't "put off" being baptized any longer. That day, I pulled out my scriptures and read passages relating to "baptism" and "having faith and courage." The scriptures uplifted and encouraged me. I then knelt down on my knees and with all the faith in my heart, prayed a long, tearful, and sincere prayer to Heavenly Father. I told Him that I knew I had to get baptized, and I couldn't stall any longer. I told Him that He knew what I was going through, and how scared I was to tell my family. I asked him sincerely if He would give me the courage and strength to just tell my parents that I wanted to get baptized and that I was going to get baptized soon. I will never forget how I prayed that day, and how I felt afterward. Almost immediately after this prayer, I felt strengthened, and I knew what I had to do. All those years of stalling and waiting, and this simple prayer was all it took to encourage me to go through with what I believed in. I wrote my parents a long letter, telling them everything. I told them about how I had been studying the church but was afraid to tell them, how I had prayed to know if what I was learning was true, how I had learned about Jesus and about Heavenly Father's plan for us and our families, and I told them that I loved them. My parents took the news hard, but not as hard as I had always feared. They did not disown me, scream at me, or call me terrible things. In fact, they said they were not that surprised that I was getting baptized, and that they could see it coming, even though they didn't want to admit it. They said they had seen a good "change" within me in the past years. Still, they did not completely understand why I had to do it, were sad, and felt like they had "failed" as Catholic parents. I told them that they had not failed, but were successful. They were my first teachers who taught me about God and about Jesus, and why we should love them. They taught me how to have a mind of my own and to stand for my beliefs. I told them not to be sad or to feel like they had failed because I was getting baptized, but to feel happy that they had raised a daughter to be strong and to have enough courage and faith in God to do what He wanted. About a month and a half later, in September of 2009, just 3 days before my birthday, I was baptized into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints by my wonderful husband, who stood by my side throughout my whole journey. It was one of the most amazing days of my life. A little over a year later, in October of 2010, my husband and I went to the temple where we were "sealed" together as husband and wife for all eternity. Knowing that I am with my husband, and our future family, forever is the greatest blessing. He means everything to me. My parents did not end up coming to my baptism. I had invited them to come, but they were not ready to do that yet. They did not let my 2 little sisters come either (even though my sisters really wanted to come and were the only family members I had told previously about my desire to be baptized). To me, this was very difficult, because my family has always been there in the crowd, supporting me, whenever I have done something. But I knew the church was true, I knew I had to get baptized, I knew it would be a blessing for my family (even if they didn't know it), and I knew it was what Heavenly Father wanted me to do. Through time, I have noticed how being a "Mormon" has blessed my family in many ways. At first, my parents would not really acknowledge the fact that I was "Mormon" and they would always avoid conversations about it. Now, I can see their hearts softening a little and my husband and I are able to teach them a little more about our beliefs. Our family has grown closer, and only good has come from my decision. Personally, I am the happiest I have ever been and am able to handle life's trials a lot better now that I have a better understanding of God's plan for us, and his presence in our lives. Looking back, I can clearly see how Heavenly Father helped me to overcome my trials and to find the road to the happiness He wants for all His children. For that, I am eternally grateful to Him. I'm a Mormon because I know that Jesus Christ lives and that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is his true church. I'm a Mormon because I love my husband and I love my family, and I know that Heavenly Father has provided us with a way that we can be together forever. I'm a Mormon because it has blessed my life more than anything else, and has made me a better daughter, sister, wife, co-worker, and friend. I'm a Mormon because I have also seen how it has blessed the lives of my family members, even if they may not know it or completely understand why. I'm a Mormon because even when I was feeling alone and scared of going through with what I believed in, I placed faith in my Heavenly Father, asked Him for help, and He helped me to do what I knew was right.
I have found that I am happier when I know I am doing what Heavenly Father would have me to do, so I always turn to Him in prayer for answers to questions or for help and guidance in decisions I need to make. My faith surrounds every decision that I make and the way I try to live my life. I have found Heavenly Father may ask you to do hard things, but with His help, you can do them and become better because of it. For instance, in 2014, my husband and I felt inspired to start a nonprofit organization called Project Lead Kindly which assists mothers & children affected by domestic violence and homelessness. Through it, we spread a message: that all have the potential and light within to serve others, do good, and "lead kindly," no matter their circumstances. It has been a joy assisting mothers & children in need as well as presenting in support groups, workshops, conferences, and other events. At church, I have taught lessons to the 7-8 year olds, 12-13 year old girls, and worked in leadership for the children's program of the church. I've prepared lessons every week for classes and help teach the kids about scriptures, Jesus, Heavenly Father, and how they can strive to make right choices as they grow older. I have loved working with the kids & youth! At home, my husband and I strive to ensure that we keep it as a sacred, safe, and relaxing place where others can feel welcomed and where we can feel at peace at any time of day. To do this, we do our best to pray together often, hold Family Home Evenings, show patience and respect to one another, and in other words, doing our best to live according to the teachings of Jesus Christ. I love the church, I love Jesus Christ, and I am always willing to answer any questions (and I do get a lot of them) to anyone who asks. The church has absolutely changed my life for the better, and it is such a blessing to see how even a small aspect/truth from the church has touched or positively changed someone else's life as well.