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Singleminded

My oldest son loves video games. He loves them so much that he turned his sixth-grade geography project from “Japan” to “The History of Video Games in Japan.” We’ll sweep his room for his DS and iPod before he goes to bed, but often still find him in the morning with the handheld game clutched [...]

Dealbreakers

While it’s the time of year to write about families, Christmas presents, travel, and (oh yeah) the birth of Jesus, I’ve been up to my elbows in wrapping presents all weekend, so I need a break from talking or even thinking about Christmas. Instead, perhaps inspired by my weekend of wrapping while listening to books [...]

Labors of Love

I hate going to the doctor’s office, and probably not for the reasons you think. Of course, sitting around wearing nothing but a paper sheet is no fun, I absolutely abhor being weighed, and I have an unreasonable fear of having my blood pressure taken, but one of the things I dislike most is filling [...]

All That I Must Be

I don’t know much about the history of LDS hymns, but I do know that in 1957, then-Elder Spencer W. Kimball asked Naomi Randall, the author of the lyrics of “I Am a Child of God” to change the lyrics from “Teach me all that I must know/ To live with Him someday” to “Teach [...]

Taking Counsel

You just had a baby and your mom came to “help you out.” The baby won’t nurse, and your mom keeps offering earnest suggestions– hold the baby’s head like this, drink more water, try to get him started while he’s sleepy, make eye contact with him. When you’re not scouring the internet for suggestions, she’s [...]

On Epiphanies

I’m in the second year of a Creative Writing MFA program, which means that I’ve gained just enough confidence to be disagreeable. Last year I nodded my head in agreement with everyone, convinced that if something didn’t sound right, it was just because I didn’t understand it well enough. Now I find myself disagreeing with [...]

Milk before meat

Our family joined the Church the summer when I was fourteen, my brother was ten, and my sister was six. We grew up in Connecticut as a churchgoing family, but after church was over at 10:15 on Sunday morning, we were free to do what we wanted with the rest of the day. In the [...]

Have you got a story to tell? MWP Snapshot Portraits

I’ve been interviewing women for Segullah and the Mormon Women Project for the last few years, and one of the things I’ve learned from the experience is that every woman has a story to tell. You might think your life is boring, and that no one wants to hear about your struggles with your kids, [...]

Make Bed. Check. Practice Piano. Check.

Summer break started last week, so when I came home from my run this morning, I checked to make sure Bryce had put the garbage can out by the curb (he had), pulled the hose right up next to the flower beds, and opened the door to the dishwasher. Then I came upstairs, verifying on [...]

Pot Luck?

A few years ago, my sister went to church at a singles ward where they had a potluck every Sunday. Some weeks they called it “Break the Fast,” and other weeks it was a “Linger Longer” but the basic concept was the same. The girls plugged their crockpots in the kitchen before sacrament meeting, the [...]

C’mon over, the show’s just starting

When Eddie and I were newlyweds, our next-door neighbors, the only other LDS family in our apartment complex, called us begging: “We have to go to this party and we can’t bring the kids. Would you mind watching them? We promise we’ll put them to bed before you get here.” When we showed up on [...]

Covered Wagons and Carnations

A couple of nights ago, I was at the grocery store, eager to get home, when I realized I’d put my stuff on the belt of the chatty checker. He’s the guy who loves to whine about the people he’s helped that day, or tell me about his sick dog, and while I try to [...]

Is there a magic number?

A couple of weeks ago my visiting teachers came to over, and while they were friendly and chatty, it was evident that they were eager to get somewhere. “Are you visiting someone after me?” I asked. “We’re going to see if my baby will give up the goods,” Sister S said, elbowing her companion, who [...]

Interview with Featured Artist Maralise Petersen

You may be familiar with the beautiful writing of Maralise Petersen, who worked as Segullah’s intrepid blog editor for several years, but you might not know that she’s also an artist. Maralise, who now works as the Art Editor for the journal, had to have her arm twisted by the entire staff to allow us [...]

Catching the worm

When I was five, I was the flower girl at my godmother’s wedding. At the evening reception, I curled up under the dinner table and willed myself to sleep, anxious that if I stayed up too late, I might be tired the next day. When I was eight, we went to my parents’ friends house [...]

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