“A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to his father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth to me. And he divided unto them his living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living. And when he had spent all, there arose a mighty famine in that land; and he began to be in want. And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that
My wives have already given you a fairly thorough introduction to our family.
I’m well aware that I haven’t shared an introduction yet, or a post about my journey into plural marriage. There’s been a lot of discussion lately over the proper use of the term “Mormon” in describing adherents to the religious tenets taught originally by Joseph Smith. As it’s been a topic of interest lately, I’ve decided to delay my introduction for another week and put in my two cents concerning this topic.
Shortly after we got married, Tami, Colton and I were working through all the changes and figuring out how we all fit together in this newly chosen lifestyle. We all knew that communication was needed to help us through our struggles. We still had to figure out how to do that, how to understand each other, since we all had different communication styles, as well as different personalities.