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Hi I'm Cindy

I am a mother of 4 children, 2 biological and 2 adopted from Kazakhstan, and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I am a wife and mother of 4 children. 2 of my children are biological and 2 are adopted from Kazakhstan. As a family we very much enjoy traveling and seeing the world. I am married to a wonderful man, who loves me very much and he means the world to me. Even (and especially because) of our children he makes it a priority to take me out on a date once a week. This time together is very important because it helps us regain our focus on each other. I love being married and I am so glad our marriage is eternal. We have been married 19 years and I look forward to many more years to come.

Why I am a Mormon

I was born into a family where my mother was an active member and my father was inactive, I followed my mothers example and was active throughout my young life. My father died when I was only 6 years old, and I watched the impact of that on my mother, and how through her faith and the help of her ward family she was able to deal with this loss. Her example helped me deal with the loss of her. I was 8 months pregnant with my 2nd child when cancer claimed her life. That was a very difficult time in my life, they say when it rains it pours and there were various other trials going on and I can honestly say that I have blocked much of that part of my life from memory, because of the difficulty of dealing with everything. I do know that it was the love of our Savior that got me through this period of time.During my young married life I was very sporadic to non-existant about going to church, I still believed in ithe gospel principles and convinced myself that I was ok. After the birth of my first child I tried to do better because I knew that it was important to have the gospel in my childrens life. But it was hard going with a baby, and then even harder with a toddler.  When my mother died I was forcefully reminded how much I needed my Savior, I grew alot spiritually and am now proud to say I rarely miss going to church. It's hard to explain, but when I go to church and serve there, life is more filled with joy. I am better able to deal with the trials in my life and I can see so many more blessings. I can't believe I ever thought I was ok not living my religion to the best of my ability. It makes me sad now to think of all that I missed during that time of my life that I was not serving God.

How I live my faith

In 2005, my husband and I felt that we had a son somewhere out in the world waiting for us. We didn't know where he was or how we were going to find him, the only thing we had was faith in our Heavenly Father, we knew he would lead us to him. After much prayer and fasting we found our 2 1/2 year old son in Semey Kazakhstan. The journey itself helped me grow to trust my Father in Heaven even more, I knew that my life and my sons life were in his hands. We were able to spend a month in Kazakhstan getting to know our son and the people of Kazakhstan better. It was hard to leave everyone behind while we waited for the mandatory paperwork to be completed. Again I was comforted with the knowledge that my Father in Heaven was in control, that my son would be fine until we got to go back for him. It was about a year and a half later that we had that now familiar feeling that we had a daughter waiting for us somewhere out in the world. It turns out she was also from Kazakhstan, not only that but the exact same orphanage that her soon to be brother was from. Through a number of miracles that many people thought were impossible,we were able to add her to our family. I truly am blessed by all 4 of my children. I have had various callings in the different wards I have been in, and many different ways in which I have been able to serve others. Whatever capacity I was called to serve in, I believe I gained from far more than I was able ever to share. The lessons taught to me through my preparation have been some of the most profound of my life. It is true when they say that God gives us much more than we could ever give him in return. Even when I fail, as long as I have truly done the best I could, I feel as if God blesses me. The more I do the more I receive. The more I learn about my God and his teachings, the more I want to know. It's a never ending process and new things are opened up to me as I study that I have either never thought of or never new.