When he was three years old my father died of an accident, to be alone my mother decided to come to the city and here he met the true gospel of Jesus Christ., Sent alone to church because I knew she had to work hard to keep their five children, the youngest of 2., and the largest 12.

It was one of the greatest things that she has left in my apart from her example and love.

During childhood, went alone to the primary, I remember that during my tour, I liked to enjoy the flowers in the gardens and fields in Christmas trees, now I understand how the Lord to my trip enjoyable.

After mutual MJ passes, sometimes he was afraid to return alone when she had obscured. But deeply appreciate the protection I received.

Now I can say that I have participated most of my life in the gospel. Two of my sons have served missions and sealed in the temple and one of them gets all my attention to that in due time will too.

Although I was very young when my father died and I have great fond memories of him, we was going down fruit trees, we sat in her legs at night watching the stars, I was walking on his bicycle, came home with bags full flavors of popsicles, I liked seeing him take care of their farm animals. never missed an opportunity to take pictures of my mother and reveal heart-shaped,

I remember him as a man of integrity, faithful, devoted family, friendly, sympathetic, loving, creative and hard working. these are qualities I've always admired much of a man, but now I most admire is to put Jesus Christ as a model in his life and who loves God above most everything else.

Now as I describe my mother,

As a fighter, brave, humble to the will of God, afraid of his commandments, With much love to give to others without looking at who did not like criticism, or vulgar language and especially did not like the bickering . Always ready to serve and give herself completely, if necessary. Also very respectful of the decision of others.

Now I had the good fortune to be sealed to my parents and was the most intense experience of my life, whenever I remember, my eyes are clouded, if you've done it and you know what I mean ...

You'll wonder why instead of talking to me describe my parents?

In my profile you will see the things I like but that's not enough to know a person. I think I've captured my essence ...so I'm