We were so happy!
Another great thing: while my companion was sick (possible strep, but nothing came of it), we listened to a talk/speech/devotional thing by Hugh Nibley. Every minute of it was great. He would say something profound, then we would just look at each other in wonder, rewind it, and listen to it again to write it down. It had some pretty mind-blowing stuff.
This won't be a very long email because I got distracted today.
The other day I heard a song that came out during my mission. Because my companion hasn't been out as long as I have, she knew it. Then I realized how long I have been out here. Then I realized that one day I will go back home. Went back to the apartment and cried. It is a hard feeling to explain.
So, one day I will be back. When I get back, I will be better than I was when I left. Just to let everyone know, this hasn't been an easy process, and it isn't done yet. Life is a time of testing. Every once in a while in high school, I would think things like, "What do I have to show for the last 18 (or however many) years of my life?" I am finally becoming satisfied with my answer. It feels good.
Have a good week! Make miracles happen!
Love,
Hermana Pace