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Hi I'm Bethany

I'm a mother of 3 beautiful children. I work full time. I love to learn. I love books, and I'm a Mormon.

About Me

I'm married and a mother of three beautiful children, two girls and a baby boy. Currently, I am working full time as an Administrative Assistant for a Facilities Management department. I have an Associate's Degree, but lately, I have started to consider going back to school to earn my Bachelors Degree. I am a lover of books, of learning, and of the big, wide world. I have an eclectic personality and taste in many creative things: art, music, film, and literature. I love to learn about all sorts of things in the world. If I'm mildly interested, I love to learn more about it. My girls and I love to cook, color, and do crafts together. As a family, we often play games (video, board, and card) and act silly. We love to spend time with one another and discover more about the world.

Why I am a Mormon

I was born into a family that was all members of the Mormon church. I grew up with all of the teachings and values of the gospel. However, a few years after I graduated high school, I grew away from the church and eventually stopped going. I didn't go to church for seven years. About a year and a half after I got married, my husband and I decided to begin our family. It didn't take long for us to conceive. We were ecstatic. Then, one night, shortly after finding out that we were expecting, I got very sick. I waited a week before finally admitting to my husband that I needed to go to the emergency room. It did not take them long to discover that I had a ruptured tubal pregnancy and I had been bleeding internally. Though I mourned wholly and still do, of my lost child, I had a beautiful dream the night before I went to the hospital that day. I was too sick to go anywhere, and it happened to be Sunday. For the first time in many years, I longed to be at church with my family. I prayed for the first time in many, many years. At some point, I fell asleep and I dreamed of a beautiful baby girl in my arms. And she was mine. The next day, rather than feeling my dreams dashed as I was rushed into emergency surgery, I felt a quiet peace that all would be well. I could not explain it, but I felt it throughout my soul. Though it felt contrary to the dream I had the night before, I could not disregard the feeling that was clearly not of my own making. Three days shy of a year later, we welcomed our first baby girl into the world. That tragic and horrific experience was possibly the darkest of my life, but light overcame it. My Savior was there when I needed Him most. He did not forsake me. It was as if He had been waiting, just on the other side of the door the entire time. I did not go back to church right away, but that seed of faith was replanted within me, and eventually it grew until it blossomed.

How I live my faith

I actually work for our church, specifically in the facilities management department. It's rather an interesting job because most members of the church don't even know we exist. And we like to keep it that way. We keep the lights on, ensure that that door handle gets fixed, and assist the leaders of congregations in the area with things that allow members to come worship and to share the gospel with the community. In my congregation, or as Mormons will say "ward," I design and print the program outline for our main Sunday worship. It helps to let people know how to get a hold of church leaders, operating hours of our local Family History Center, and other important dates and events that may be coming up.