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Hi I'm Nicole

I love life, am a cancer survivor, and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I was raised in an LDS home. My parents just celebrated their 25th anniversary and are an example of true love and admiration. My family is very close and I consider my six siblings my best friends. Our family loves eachother and tries to remember that all of our blessings come from the Lord. In the past few years, my family has had some major trials. (I think it's safe to say that everyone has.) Through all of these trials though, we have grown closer to eachother and the Lord.

Why I am a Mormon

Although I have always been a member of the LDS church, I still had to be converted. Whenever I have had difficult questions, my parents have always turned me to prayer and the scriptures. They have always told me to gain my own testimony of the teachings of the church. I don't remember having a certain day when I knew that the LDS church was true. Instead I remember gaining a testimony of certain truths over time. I'm not a mormon because it's a nice place to go on Sundays, but because I know it is the way I am to live my life.

How I live my faith

I was diagnosed with epithelioid sarcoma when I was 16. I felt hopeless, weak, depressed, angry, broken, alone. I screamed. I cried. I wouldn't talk. I tried not to think. I had questions I'd never considered before: Does it really matter if I live or die? Should I try to fight? Do I have enough faith? How could God allow this to happen to a kid? I've learned through miracles all around me. I see faith and love in so many people. I meet strangers who tell me they will pray for me. Although we don't all worship in the same way, we all know that God answers prayers. I'm still scared. Who wouldn't be? How am I to deal with more recurrences after so much has been done? Will I fall apart yet again? I just may, but I know the Lord will help me pick up the pieces. You see, none of us know when or how we are going to die. I realize I may not live past twenty five. On the other hand, I may live to my nineties. Instead of worrying about how long I have, I choose to be grateful that I have as much time as I do. I know that miracles haven't ceased. I can never thank the Lord enough for granting me as many miracles as he has and continues to grant.