35 Years as a Mormon Boy

Its my birthday and I am grateful.

Grateful for a loving Father in Heaven who has given me 35 years of life surrounded by so many kindred souls living varied and wonderful lives. Grateful to have a place in this wide world as a proud Mormon at a time when stupefyingly dull haters help me appreciate more completely the unique tradition of outcasts and dreamers that I was born into. Grateful to be a husband and a father. Grateful for honesty and kindness, beauty and truth. Grateful for frailty and foolishness, stumbling and hope. Light attracts light, good comes from good and nothing bad lasts forever.

35 Years as a Mormon Boy.

Amen