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He Did It.

He did it. The bestby did it. He told his parents that he wants to be a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I'm so proud of him, so very proud. I'll never know how hard it was for him to do this. I can only imagine. I can't even begin to describe how proud I feel of him. I wish that he didn't have to feel what he's feeling now though. Oh time, please come and work your magic.

It's a little sad, because his braveness is a bit overshadowed by confusion, sadness, hurt, and many other emotions. I just wanted to let you all know how brave he is, and what's going on now. I feel a little lost right now, because I don't know how to help. I don't know how to make this any easier on him and it hurts my heart to see how he's feeling right now. The only thing I know to do is to just be here. So that's what I'm doing.

If you're reading this, could you possibly take the time to leave Sammy a message in the comments? Let him know that he's not alone. That things will get better? I don't know what you're supposed to say in this situation. But if you could just take a little time, that would be great. Love you all. Thank you.
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  1. JeanetteOctober 7, 2012 at 8:18 PM

    Sammy, you've already made the hard decision (to join the church), and you have started the commitment by telling your loved ones. I wish more than anything that it had been easier for you, but I promise that if you stick with what you know is true you can't go wrong and that all the frustrations and tears will be worth it. Hang in there!

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  2. KathyOctober 7, 2012 at 9:17 PM

    Sammy, I know it is really hard now. We have been praying for you. It is a new beginning for you. Heavenly Father is so pleased that you have chosen to make your relationship with him of the greatest priority. He will bless you with peace and comfort and hopefully eventually a healing with your family. We will continue to keep you in our prayers.

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  3. Itty_Bitty_WittesOctober 14, 2012 at 9:29 AM

    Sammy -

    I was in the same boat. I told my parents AFTER I joined the church. (I was 19) They didn't talk to me for 4 months! They disowned me!

    I stuck to my guns, and prayed to HF that they would see that this choice was my own, and that they would see why I did it. That was in 2001.

    I wish this was easier for you. I wish I could talk to you about it. It is such an emotional rollercoaster because you know what you are doing is right, and you love them, and want them to be happy for you, but they aren't. Trust me. I have been there.

    Since I was married in the temple, and married a mormon, and have mormon kids - it is so interesting to see the turn around my own parents have had. My parents (a jew and a catholic) actually watched THIS past conference and enjoyed it!

    I pray for you, it was so brave of you! I pray for your parents hearts to be softened.

    Heavenly Father loves you and the choice you have made. I promise!

    We will keep you in our thoughts and prayers. HUGS!

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