To write this one might be ripping my heart into two. My mission means everything to me. I know that God loves every single one of us. We are his children. His sons & daughters. For these past 18 months, I got to feel that love so immensely for each of the people I have come to know. I know they feel it too. He is in the details of our lives. I have no doubt about it. These people & this place became home. I am going to miss this home of mine. Yesterday as I partook of the sacrament, I felt so much peace. We sang In Humility, Our Savior. Tears filled my eyes as I sang the words. "Let me not forget, O Savior, Thou didst bleed and die for me When thy heart was stilled and broken On the cross at Calvary." I had found myself on my knees praying out loud the night before to feel that love from Him for me. I for sure have felt it so many times but I knew that as we sang those words, it was an answer to that plea the night leading up to it. I needed to feel it & He knew...