For my posterity (part 1)

As the date of our sealing approaches I have been reflecting on my journey into the church and the years leading from there to here. It's truly been an amazing ride. Nothing short of a miracle. I want my posterity to know more about how this whole "Mormon" thing came to be.

It all started on a blustery fall day in October of 1971. Wait, that might be to far back. Let's fast forward a bit to some random night in November of 2000. Tim is working yet another swing shift and I'm home alone again. We've had our computer now for about 9 months and I'm discovering all the things the Internet has to offer. In the last little while I've found these new fangled things called chat rooms. Here you can go in and talk to people all over the world. Little did I know that doing so that night would change my life forever. In one of these random chat rooms (I honestly don't know which one or what kind), I met a guy named Mark. I know *gasp* I met a guy online. Well, it wasn't like that so stop the gasping and eyebrow raising. This guy was at that very moment "working"at a dam in Utah and was in the same chat room. We started chatting and almost instantly I felt that I had known him all my life. I decided to add him to my instant messenger and from that moment on, we were friends. We chatted for hours about his family, my family, his work, my work and everything else under the sun. Eventually over the weeks the talk turned to religion. I asked him "Do you go to church?" and he said "Yes, I'm LDS"

That little simple question that has probably been asked a million times by a million people changed my life forever. To be continued.....