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Hi I'm Pam

I'm a mother of four, a grandmother of twins, a genealogist, and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I am a wife and a mother of four children. In the year 2000, I suffered a major stroke due to separation of my carotid artery. I have a genetic condition called fybromuscular dysplasia. At first, I couldn't recall the names of my children. I wasn't allowed to drive and couldn't remember how to cook. My right foot became deformed. Through the faith and prayers of many friends, and after months of rehabilitation, I finally regained most of my abilities. The stroke caused permanent damage to my right foot so I had to go through several surgeries in order to allow me to walk comfortably. I am so grateful to have survived my stroke and to be able to continue to share my life with my husband of 28 years, my four children, and my twin granddaughters! My husband and I used to love to ballroom dance. Since my foot surgery, dancing is no longer possible. But there are so many other things I still enjoy. I love being with my granddaughters and seeing the world through their eyes as they learn new skills each day. Whenever I'm feeling down, I know I will feel better as soon as I walk into the room and see the pure love and joy in their eyes. When I'm not with my grandchildren, you will often find me researching my ancestors online. Whenever I discover a marriage certificate for a distant relative or see the hand-written name of an ancestor in a census record, I feel an instant connection to them. I know I will meet them in person someday.

Why I am a Mormon

I was raised as a Lutheran. After my parents divorced, my mother used to drop me off at church each Sunday morning. In my early 20's, I joined the army as a chaplain's assistant. In basic training I met my first Mormon. There was something unique about her that I found very compelling. The other women in my barracks warned me that she would "try to convert me" and to stay away from her. The Mormon woman invited me to attend church with her, but I remembered the warning and said, "No." For some reason, I felt bad after telling her that, and I resolved that if she ever asked me again, i would say. "Yes." Fortunately, a couple of weeks later, she asked again, and I said, "Yes." I was given a copy of the "Book of Mormon." It was totally new to me. I took it back to my barracks, and after lights out, I used my flashlight under the covers of my bed to read it. It just felt right. I prayed to God that He would tell me if it was true. When I prayed, I was filled with a warm, comfortable assurance that the Book of Mormon was true. I joined the church 12 days later. I found a new hope and light in my life that I had not imagined possible. Eighteen months later, I decided I wanted to be a missionary, too. I was given the opportunity to serve in Brisbane, Australia where I had the blessing of sharing the gospel of Christ with others who were also in need of hope and light in their lives. It has been 33 years since I became a Mormon. With each passing year, my witness grows stronger that the Book of Mormon is true and that God and Jesus Christ did appear to the young prophet Joseph Smith. I am grateful for what I learned about Christ as a young girl attending the Lutheran church. And I am grateful for the additional truth I have learned as a Mormon, especially for the knowledge that I can be with my husband, children, and grandchildren forever.

How I live my faith

Each week, I serve in my local church's children's organization. I love teaching young children about Jesus Christ and about His plan for us. To me, living my faith means being honest and kind and serving others with love. I especially love the way the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is organized to allow all of the women in the church to have someone who visits with them on a regular basis in their own home. Some of my best friendships have developed as I have been given the blessing of serving someone else, or having them give service to me.