Thirty-seven Years and Counting. . .

Thirty-seven years ago, today, January 29th, I made the best decision of my life...I was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. It was a beautiful moment, and has only gotten better with time. That decision has shaped all aspects of my life, and I will be forever grateful to my Heavenly Father for leading me to take the "road less traveled." I have never doubted that this Church encompasses all the truths of heaven, and the confirmation of the Holy Ghost testifies of that to me on a daily basis.

This road has led me to my eternal companion; has given me four extraordinary children who are living full, righteous, and godly lives; has given me peace and comfort and faith that those who have gone on before us still live and that we will be with them again; has given me a faith that cannot be shaken. I thank God every day for my life, for the love He gives me and for the love I have for Him. I adore my Savior, Jesus Christ, for He has walked "through the valley of the shadow of death" with me; He takes my burdens on Himself, and He strengthens me to be able to withstand all that life brings to me. I am forever grateful to Him.

My heart is full of peace and joy for the knowledge I have of the Plan of Salvation that will return us all to live with Heavenly Father and His Son. Until then, I will live life to its fullest and enjoy the journey!

I share my favorite poem with you by Robert Frost:
The Road Not Taken

TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.