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Hi I'm Rebecca

I'm from Idaho but live in Colorado now. We lost a son in a car crash in 2003. It's made me weak but strong. I'm a Mormon.

About Me

My husband and I have four beautiful children, three girls and one boy. The oldest two girls are married to wonderful husbands. We have one grandson so far, and he is facebook's cutest yet! Our youngest daughter just started college. Our son would be 23 this year, but was killed in a tragic car crash in 2003. This event has changed our lives as we have struggled to learn to redefine our lives without him. He's now missed his highschool and college graduations, his mission, and possibly his wedding. I became actively involved in driver safety causes over these last eight years, speaking in high school assemblies, advocating for driver safety laws, participating in any type of driver safety media and fundraising events that I could. I have spoken to thousands of teens and have maintained active email conversations with many. I helped to change two of the teen driver laws in our state, one requiring specific driver education before getting a license, and one restricting the amount of passengers a newly licensed driver can carry. I'm proud of these accomplishments but I would do anything to have my son back. When my husband had a stroke in 2009, it was shocking and difficult, yes, but never so difficult as losing our son. The stroke affected his balance and stamina for the most part, and while the outward signs are not visible, he is unable to work still, but thankfully disability insurance has covered us. We are grateful and blessed.

Why I am a Mormon

I was raised in a wonderful lds environment, the oldest of seven children in a family full of love and support and the examples of parents, grandparents, and many relatives to follow. Like everyone, I did have to learn the truth for myself, and I will never forget when I decided to test the promise made in the Book or Mormon. I was 12 or 13, saying my prayers in the top bunk of my bedroom, and my prayer was more or less a proposal with my Heavenly Father. I'd listened to lessons on Joseph Smith and read and learned the stories in the Book of Mormon, and how it all fit in as another testament of our Savior, Jesus Christ. But I needed to know for myself now, so that I could go forward, never doubting, living the life I was taught and doing and serving in the church of my fathers. I don't know what I expected, but the feeling I immediately got was new and powerful and filled with love. I knew right away that the promise of the gift of the Holy Ghost was real, and all I had to do was ask! Now I am in my young 50's, and have called upon that moment, and felt it\those feelings again, many times when life brought it's challenges, and never more so than in the loss of my son. I was so entirely devastated that I admit I questioned my whole belief system. Is my son really close by and what does he look like? Are we really going to be together forever? What if everything I have been taught is just to make us feel better in our grief? The biggest message I want to give is that I have learned, without a doubt, that the promises are real, the scriptures are true, the prophets are given the keys to the fulness of Christ's gospel and the sealing power here on earth. I am like Joseph Smith when he said, "...I knew it, and I knew that God knew it, and I could not deny it...." in Joseph Smith History 1:25. Whenever I get discouraged and start to doubt, I ask and I get that sweet assurance, and it is truly the "thing" that keeps me going.

How I live my faith

I feel that service is the way to truly follow our Savior and live my faith. I watched my parents serve so diligently in so many ways as I was growing up. And I watched my parents-in-law do just the same. I have always tried to serve where I am asked, not always with as much talent or enthusiasm as I should, but I am learning. I have had the opportunity to serve in many of the church organizations, with the children, the youth, and the women my age. I have been able to work with amazing people who have taught me the true definition of Christlike love. Our family has been served in such heartfelt ways, both when our son died and when my husband had his stroke, that I have taken on a new perspective and new goals and a new drive. I want to be like those who have served me! I knew I was healing from the loss of my son when my tears were just as much for gratitude for others as they were for the loss. When I study the life of Christ, I can see in every verse that He is setting the example of pure unselfish love for others and my desire to help and lift and give comes from Him. I often fail...my wanting to do and my actually doing often fall short, but I will keep trying! My husband shares this drive with me, and my girls have the most loving yet individual ways of offering service also. Charity never faileth!