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Hi I'm Christine

I grew up in the frigid, unforgiving winters of Manitoba. I attribute my survival to hot chocolate and Long Johns. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I love spending time with my two sons. Their morning and bedtime routines are my favourite parts of the day. I like reading stories together, baking and cooking together, going for walks, and endlessly vacuuming together. I love to make them laugh. Once in awhile my toddler and I will go on a Tim Horton's date to share some sour cream glazed timbits and a hot chocolate, and discuss important issues such as Goldilocks' latest escapade or construction quality among swine.

Why I am a Mormon

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints really is Christ's church, not just a church of Christ, or a church that teaches about Christ, but The Church of Jesus Christ. Life is a series of decisions. You wake up and decide to have eggs or Ben & Jerry's for breakfast. You turn on the TV and decide what you'll see for the next half hour. One day I woke up and decided to read the Book of Mormon and find out if it was true. That was a great decision, and one that has guided and changed the course of my life. It has brought me closer to my Savior, it has strengthened me and my family, and it has led me to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.

How I live my faith

I love the book title Great Expectations. The greatest expectation within my faith is fulfilling my role as part of a family. I have no higher aspiration than to live up to the word: "Mother." Living my faith in my home is the greatest challenge and privilege of my life. I have a passion for genealogy. I like being there when someone suddenly feels the thrill of discovering their family for the first time. Sometimes when you hear a story or stumble across an old photo, suddenly that ancestor becomes a part of who you are, they come alive to you, you feel connected to them. "We walked in golden fields" is the simple epitaph gracing my great-grandmother's headstone. It's a tribute to walks through wheat fields with her husband. When I read that, the idea of her love for him and her children's love for her overwhelmed me. It's all I want in my own life.