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Hi I'm Cheyenne

I'm a mom, I'm an army wife, and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I live in very rural Georgia. I'm mom to a brilliant little boy and his best friend, a german shepherd named Hazel. I work part time as a professional writing tutor, and I'm hired by families to help care for incapacitated family members. I'm blessed with work that I can do from home or with my baby tagging along, and I'm blessed with a baby who doesn't seem to mind sleeping in the car and spending long hours in nursing homes. My amazing husband is a nursing student, but he's also in the Army Reserves and is currently serving a year-long tour overseas.

Why I am a Mormon

I was born into the church, but as a kid I never really worked for my testimony. I relied heavily on the testimony of my mother, young women leaders, and seminary teachers. When I was 19 I moved away from my home in Utah to attend school on the other side of the country. As the only Mormon at a Baptist college I was faced with a lot of questions from my peers and a lot of scrutiny. This was a very important period in my life because it was when I developed my own testimony of the true gospel of Jesus Christ. I made a lot of mistakes and sometimes I felt as though I was balancing on the edge of a sword, as though the slightest breeze could have sent me falling away from the church. I was very lucky to make friends at church who set a wonderful example for me. Watching the way my church friends lived their lives really showed me what I wanted for my own life. Between the example of my friends and the bedrock of values instilled by my mother, I was able to break my own bad habits and replace them with good habits that helped me to form a lasting testimony of the Savior and the truth of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

How I live my faith

I try to keep an eye open for people who may feel like they are alone. I have been in my share of situations where I felt very isolated, and I know it isn't fun. When I take my little boy to nursing homes for work, I try to make time to visit patients who seem lonely. Many don't get to see small children very often, and I love to see their faces light up when a child runs in and smiles at them. I think it is important to make time for others. Sometimes when I am at home I start to feel sorry for myself, but then I realize that I only have myself to blame. The best way I have found to lift myself out of the doldrums is to go for a walk and visit a neighbor who might need company, or put the baby in the car and drive over to visit an elderly friend or grandparent.