Trusting the Octogenarians

Running in about fifth place, right after “Are you the only wife?” “So, how many kids do you have?” “Aren't you the ones who can't drink soda?” and “How come Mormons can't dance?” the most common question I have received...

Model Mormon Women Don’t All Look Alike

President Benson told us that we should be Flooding the Earth with the Book of Mormon. Unfortunately, my stake Relief Society president took prophetic counsel very seriously. President Susan Easton Black called all the ward Relief Society presidents together. They...

Arguments with God

When I met my husband-to-be, he had some big-time stake calling. The kind that requires temple trips with the stake presidency. The kind that causes him to miss a date with me to BYU's Preference dance. The kind that made girls think he was a good Mormon catch. I...

In Honor and Remembrance?

The grocery stores are stocked with brisket for the barbecue and packed with people ready to buy them. Each are boasting the lowest price on chips, soda, and chicken wings to grace the picnic tables of all those anxious for the first, three-day weekend of summer....

Accidental Legacy

I read the obituaries from my hometown newspaper everyday now. It's not that I love dwelling on morbidity, it's that as I get older, so do the people I know. Almost every week I see someone I knew, usually friends of my parents or the parents of a friend. It's sad to...

The Oprah Trap

Although she never said it out loud, I could tell my mother did not approve of soap operas. I suppose she didn't want to denigrate most of the other moms I knew who watched them, you know, while ironing and doing laundry…really slowly. Still, there was this scrunchy...