The interview was in the administration building, which was a funky 60’s-style building which had the shape of a narrow X, like a chromosome, when viewed from above. I handed my letter to the receptionist and took a seat in the waiting room. Some other kids were also there waiting,…
Category: Testimony
Symbolic beliefs can counter cognitive dissonance, but at a cost
Who’s Gonna Be at the Exmo Conference?
Hi kids: I’m just wondering who’s gonna be at the exmo conference in October? For one, I will be. And I’m traveling a couple thousand miles to be there. I’m really hoping to meet some of you fine folks!
Linger Longer
I visited my parents last week with my twin two year olds. I live around four hours away from my parents, so we are not able to see them very often. My parents live in the U.S., outside of the Utah, Idaho, Arizona region. I realize that people have different…
Too Far
I received this story today in an email from a friend and I have to admit, it pissed me off. From what I gather, a man in Oregon was sexually molested in the 1980’s by his Mormon home teacher. So naturally, with all of the therapy bills, a life of…
The Light Has Gone Out
I thought the word “countenance” was a word that only LDS people used. Apparently, it’s a real word, in the dictionary and everything. The dictionary.com reads:
Momonrandomness
More Random-ness I don’t think randomness is a word, so I hyphenated. Oh, never mind, it is a word. Which is a compelling (yawn) way for me to begin this blog.
Picture Perfect Ick
I watched the PBS documentary (as did over 250 million others) The Mormons and I was both impressed and disconcerted. I was impressed with the accurate portrayal of the past, including the good and the bad; I was impressed with Dallin Oaks’s admission of the complicity of the Mormons in…
There Is Work Enough To Do
It was May of 1993. I was 7 months pregnant with my second daughter, and it was my most dreaded of days: Mother’s Day. I scrambled to get my three year old daughter ready for church, and my then husband, Jeff, gave me his usual Mother’s Day gift: nothing. He…
Blogger Land
Here in blogger land, people say the darndest things. And that’s just the comments. Recently I was lambasted for a post about a church meeting I had attended. The experience got under my skin, so I blogged about it. I was called, by several people, “shrill, unhealthy and bitter.”
Stinker
My mother is 77 (let’s say it all together..) “bless her heart”. She has severe senile dementia, congestive heart failure and is a breast cancer survivor. She is, in a nutshell, A Survivor. She has also reverted back to that state of a child where she’s lost certain social proprieties…