The white stallion has been passed on to my last bishop.
Elder and Sister Hench. They gave me a ride to the mission home.
Elder Williams, my last companion.
He's a big boy.
And I am small...er.
Two years since the MTC and we're still together. Well, .. most of us.
Flight plans.
Study was the only thing that brought peace in this moment of sorrow.
Who said I was crying? I wasn't crying. Someone was just cutting onions on the plane.
Still at work. We had a nice visit and I gave him a Book of Mormon that I bought in the MTC. It's sister copy I gave to a man on the flight to California. Bookends to a great journey.
Do I really have to say anything?
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