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Hi I'm LaNae

I am a 73 year old mother and grandmother in my second marriage. I live in southeastern Idaho and I am a Mormon.

About Me

My husband and his first wife had five children, I have eight children (two sons deceased) so we have eleven living children between us. We enjoy our wonderful (and growing) family ... we have 40 plus grandchildren and twelve greatgrandchildren. I enjoying sewing, drawing, baking, and associating with our good friends in our community and church. My husband is a retired Idaho potato farmer and I owned a fabric and sewing machine store for about eight years, then worked in a property management company. We are both retired now.

Why I am a Mormon

As I mentioned, I have two sons who are deceased. My fifth child, a little boy, was killed when he was only eighteen months old as a result of being backed over by a car. At the time my children and I had gone to another state to attend a family wedding. It was a very difficult time for me and upon returning to my aunt's house from the hospital, a young LDS Bishop met us to offer condolences and comfort. He gave me some great counsel. He told me that I was now at a crossroads in my life, that I couldn't see the fork in the road, but that it surely existed. He testified that one way would lead directly back to my Heavenly Father, the other directly away from Him. He explained that the latter road began with asking "Why?" and then trying to find the answer to that question. The other road leading back to Heavenly Father would begin with being able to say "Thy Will Be Done" and then accepting the reality of what had just happened. As the days went by after my little boy's death, I found this good bishop's counsel to be wise and true. A little more than three years ago my then youngest son was killed in a Army Helicopter accident in Hawaii as he and another young pilot were performing a maintenance test flight on a Kiowa helicopter prior to being deployed to Iraq. Again, it was so unexpected and sudden, I still have times when it doesn't seem real and my faith falters, but as I remember the young bishop's words from years ago and pray to God, I gain the much needed strength to press forward with faith and enjoy the journey. I know that Heavenly Father loves each one of us, that He doesn't cause accidents, but He allows them to happen. I know that as we come to understand the wonderful eternal plan of happiness that our loving Father in Heaven prepared for us, we can overcome our disappointments, and I am especially grateful for my Savior Jesus Christ's atoning sacrifice that provides the way to return to our Father and again be reunited with our precious loved ones!

How I live my faith

Both my husband and I served two-year missions for the Church prior to our first marriages. Since our marriage we have served twice for eighteen months as a missionary couple. The first time was in Church Education where we were involved with the young single adults, as well as on two Native-American Reservations. Upon returning home we were called to serve as volunteer part-time missionaries with the Called to Care program in our community, which was administered through the local Methodist congregation. In that calling we were able to help elderly and/or challenged people in their homes and with transportation needs. Our second mission was a proselyting/leadership calling and we served for all our eighteen months in a small southern town. We loved both experiences and made many new friends! Since returning home we have served in a Young Single Adult congregation, and in the Home and Visiting Teaching programs of our local congregation. My husband is having his second knee replacement next week and is looking forward to full activity!