So, this week we had Nicole's baptism. It was lovely. She had TONS of support from the ward (it helped that we had it right before institute) and it was great. The whole ward loves her (and William too). When she came up out of the water, she let out a gasp/shout for joy. She went into the dressing room and before changing or going for a towel or anything, she fell to her knees and prayed and prayed. It was a really tender moment. Nicole is incredible. She is STRONG. She is LOVED. She is a member!!! Now that they're baptized, and the ward is taking them under its wing, I feel a little...lost! The other people we are teaching are struggling. It'll be an interesting couple of weeks while we try to boost them up and find others to teach.
Lots of emotional and physical exhaustion, but things like the broadcast, the Book of Mormon, and just knowing what a GREAT family I have help me get that energy back. Over and over. So thank you. President called me a "seasoned missionary" in his letter to me this week. I'm not so sure about that, but it was nice to hear that rather than "greenie" all the time from everyone else. I'm having a hard time remembering what exactly happened earlier this week because I started a new planner and can't look back in it to remind me...well, I love you! Thanks for your support, it really is what keeps me moving forward. I love you all.