Saturday, April 27, 2013


I owe my visiting teacher a huge plate of cookies.  Like, seriously.  Why?  Because she made arrangements to go to the temple.  It's the first time I've gone in years, and I have been missing out.  Lately my life has been anything but peaceful.  I thought I had recovered from my friend's suicide, but it seems like every day this week I found a new way to regret something about it.  Going to the temple yesterday, I felt peace and joy for the first time in days.  I love the temple so much! 

Fare thee well, friend!

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