February 16, 2022

Hi, I’m Meghan

Posted 3 years ago Tagged family LDS Church Mixed Orientation Marriage

Hi, I’m Meghan. I am a wife, a mother, a serial DIY-er, and a chronic over-thinker. I am a child of Heavenly Parents and a disciple of Christ, and I am bisexual.

I had zero awareness of my orientation until … Read the rest here

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Growing up as a Latter-day Saint, I was always taught to be honest and true to myself. My Mormon community told me I was part of a “noble generation,” and that if I did the right thing, God would bless me with the desires of my heart (as a closeted gay kid, being “normal” was my only desire).

I’d sit in the chapel, say the prayers, go through the motions—and I sung all the hymns, but it wasn’t enough. Following that path of doing what’s right—and letting the “consequence follow” turned out to be exactly what I needed.

For me, doing what was right meant coming out and eventually marrying a man. That was the honest thing, the truest thing I could do, and it was absolutely the right thing.

Growing up a gay Mormon was difficult but in hindsight I’m so thankful for the teachings and guidance that shaped my journey. Living authentically has brought me to a place where I feel truly fulfilled and at peace.

And the best part? I didn’t have to compromise a single one of my values or morals to get here. 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨👬

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Conservatives on the internet clutching their pearls over wigs and heels, while the Founding Fathers were out here slaying in full drag—they were icons before it was cool!

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In the summer of 1856, Luke Carter, 53, and William Edwards, 56, two bachelors from England, joined the Mormon Martin Handcart Company, a grueling 1,300-mile trek from Iowa to Utah. Their bond was extraordinary—sharing a handcart, a tent, and every hardship of the trail. In an era when such closeness between men was rarely acknowledged, their connection stood out, a quiet defiance of cultural norms. Their love was undeniable, woven into the daily rhythm of pulling their cart together under the prairie sky.

Josiah Rogerson, a young member of the Martin company, documented their experience in his personal journals.

Luke, a sturdy man from Clitheroe, Yorkshire, pulled their cart with resolve, often sparing Edwards, a “soft man” from Manchester, whose strength faded daily. They cooked and slept side by side, facing relentless sun and wind as one. They slept in the same bed and ate meals together.

On September 13, 1856, near Fort Kearney, Nebraska, Edwards who was exhausted, begged to stop. Luke, desperate to press on, urged, “Come on. You’ll be all right after dinner.” Heartbroken, William replied, “Well, [I’ll] get out and die, then.” Luke lifted the cart’s shafts; William stumbled a few steps south of the trail and lay down. Within ten minutes, he was dead.

Rogerson, pulling an empty cart, carried Edward’s body, draped in a quilt, five miles to the noon camp, where Captain Edward Martin closed his eyes. The company buried him west of Fort Kearney, their hearts heavy.

Luke, who was devastated, continued alone, his spirit broken. By November, starvation and exhaustion claimed Luke near Martin’s Cove, Wyoming. The people in his wagon-company believed his death was hastened by grief for William, his constant companion—a broken heart.

Luke and William’s love, though quiet in records and absent from Sunday school lessons, shines through their shared sacrifice. They are pioneers not only of the Mormon trail but of a bond that defied the culture.

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