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Hi I'm Peggy

I am a wife, mother, grand and great grandmother I'm a retired teacher of special needs children and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I lived a very full and rich life as a teacher of people with special needs. First as a Special Ed teacher for just a short time, then I opened my home as an Adult Family Home to care for adults with Developmental Disabilities Now that I'm retired I have rediscovered the joy of cooking from scratch, reading a multiple volume saga, growing my own vegetables, fruits and flowers and of course spending time with my grandchildren. My health has deteriorated with age and stress but I don't let that stop me for doing the things that are important to me and my family.

Why I am a Mormon

When my son was in kindergarten he came home from school one day in tears. He said that a boy at school told him he had to go to church on Sunday or when he grew up he would live in Hell. And hell was a deep dark dungeon where the devil lived and he would stick you in the butt with a pitchfork for every time you said a cuss word. I wrapped him up in my arms and tried to reassure him that there was no such place or pitchfork welding devil. I had taught him about the still small voice we call a conscience and reminded him that that it was important what he did every day, not just Sunday and if he did what his conscience told him he would grow up to be a happy person. It broke my heart when he said, "But Mom, my conscience is telling me to go to church." What's a mother to do??!! So we started looking into finding a church. Starting with the church I grew up in, then the one my husband's family attend They showed my boys cartoons while the adults were in their separate service. Two years we searched when my grandmother called me to inform me that she was sending the Mormon Missionaries to my house. My mother had grown up in the LDS church, but she left it when she married my dad and we were raised in my dad's church, the Assembly of God. But my grandmother had insisted when each of us kids were born that we be blessed and given a name in the records of the church. The Ward clerk in her ward was going through the records and looking into the "child of record" people who had not been baptized and seeing what could be done. So we waited for the missionaries to come. The referral had not yet gotten to our ward in Renton when the teenagers held an activity with the full time missionaries, knocking on doors and leaving pamphlets After a long day of having doors slammed in their face, they knocked on our door and I said "We are waiting for you. what took so long?!" Six weeks later we were baptized and I know it is the best thing I ever did for myself and my family.

How I live my faith

Attending church is just the beginning of my "Christianity" I read my scriptures daily and pray every day, and not just at mealtime! Every time I get something new from my reading. Not because the scripture has changed, it has not. It is the same word for word as the last time I read it. But I have changed. I need different things and the Spirit is there to guide me in just what I need at this time in my life.