
JEN!! I am thinking about you, Keith and Baby Mason ALL the time!! I love you so much!!! Please let me know if there is anything I can do for you and your family!!! Other than prayers and dinner rolls, I'll need specifics... :) Love you so much!!!
This week has been incredible. I don't know how it can keep getting better every day after over one year, but it does. I love serving as a missionary--especially on such sacred ground. At the beginning of the week, I anticipated stress and havoc, but none came. Things were busy, but everything worked out--as it usually does. Coordinating schedules for the Cover Zone assignments (for the transfer as well as general conference weekend) took time, but was worth it in the end. Things seemed to flow. No hiccups. My favorite moment of the week was training on Thursday night. Sister Maneha and I met with all the sisters in the humble original church office room. As we walked through the home, we could feel the help of Brigham Young and all of the pioneers who sacrificed their lives to be in the valley. In the final room, I felt like I was wearing magic glasses. I could see about 20 sister missionaries, representatives of Jesus Christ, doing their very best. We all want to represent Him well. It was a special moment because Sister Maneha and I could testify to these sisters how we know Brigham Young, his family, and every person who ever steps foot in this home, tries their best. That's the beautiful hope of the gospel.
AND from conference, I LOVE the new youth family history site. Call me a nerd, but geneology is wonderfully exciting.
I really miss Sister Moisio. She's a forever friend for sure. She taught me so much about faith. Sincerity. Hope. And never giving up on people. The thing I love about Sister Moisio is that she's 100% real. She's not a phony. Authentic and sincere, but not weird.
Thank you Mama for the boots!! And the very special note. Guess what? Praise to the Man was sung at the Saturday Afternoon session I attended. Pretty sure I looked ridiculous. I was crying through it as I thought about you and what I'm doing here. Happy/joy tears of course. Grateful tears. Overwhelmingly humbled tears.
Thank you for everything everyone. I feel SO privileged to serve and know that this experience is preparing me for a lifetime dedicated to loving and serving other people.
Love you all so much!! Thank you so much for everything.
Sister Amy