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Hi I'm Lisa

I'm a music teacher. I'm a mother to a child with autism. And I'm a Mormon.

About Me

The first half of my life was all about music. My mom was a piano teacher, so I started taking piano lessons at 4 years old. When I was 8, I added violin to the mix, and I constantly practiced both instruments. Okay, so I practiced when I wasn't playing video games. Or watching TV. But I did practice a lot. I went to Brigham Young University and studied Music Education, during which I met my husband, who I am convinced was created simply to handle me and my craziness. I had dreams of playing in a professional orchestra and teaching on the side, but that all changed when we got married and started to want children. After I graduated, we tried to get pregnant. We succeeded twice, and had two consecutive miscarriages. They were heart-wrenching, and I thought that I may never be able to carry a baby to term. Then my son was born, whose name means "gift from God," which is 100% how I felt when he was born. 2 years later we had another boy, and while my 2nd was still a newborn, I found out that my darling "gift from God" was autistic. Since then, autism has taken over our lives. Therapies and specialists and support groups and tantrums and eating oatmeal for every meal because it's all he will eat. I love him more than life, but he also tests my patience constantly. I've had to become an expert in a field I know nothing about. So now I teach music lessons on the side while raising my two boys. Our life isn't always easy, but it is good.

Why I am a Mormon

My parents were members of the Mormon Church, so I grew up going to church with them. Many probably think that this is why I am still a Mormon, but that's not true. There came a time that I had to know for myself what God wanted of me. Or if there even was a God. My knowledge of the truth of this Church came after reading the Book of Mormon. I had read passages before, but had never finished it cover to cover until I was about 16 years old. I felt the power of the book as I read it. It felt like a warmness and a tingling going through me. At the end of the Book of Mormon, a prophet named Moroni challenges the reader to pray to know whether the things in the book are true. And so I did. It's an indescribable feeling, but I knew then that it was true. It was like my body and soul could feel it. I knew that God lived, and that He loved me, and that He restored His true church on this earth. And since then, as I have grown and had new questions and new problems, I have felt His guidance and His love and His continued assurance that I am on the right path. I continually receive answers to prayers and can feel His hand in my life.

How I live my faith

We attend church every Sunday. This in and of itself is a feat considering our son's autism, but because we have been going consistently ever since he was born, he has really responded to the routine of it and has been doing really well. I have had many opportunities to use my musical abilities in church--I have lead the music, lead the church choir, played piano for the adults and the kids (the kids' classes are my favorite!), and even organized, recruited, and conducted an orchestra for our local stake. But perhaps my favorite thing about living my faith is the inherent support group that you find in your ward or branch, wherever you are. There are always people there to help you move or bring you meals when your family is facing hardship or that will just listen and empathize when you need it. I don't fear moving to new places because I know that I will have my ward family wherever I am.