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!
Mira
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