So, I'm stressing out to the EXTREME, and I'd be lying through my teeth if I wasn't both happy, sad, and crying all the same while my time goes faster than my head can spin from it. However, I've found 101 ways to help me cope with it, but none of them seem to be the solution. Like I've said several times now, I'm scared as to what's going to happen - to my companion, to my converts, and to the rest of these super nice people that have become my friends, and practically my family away from my family. But, as my Patriarchal Blessing has directed me, and serve those around me. I've made my own homemade ice cream recipe, and used it to make ice cream to all of the missionaries in my district. I'll be sure to attach a photo for everyone to see on the blog. But regardless, it's still hard not to allow my heart to get split in two by the chance that I may never see some of these guys again. Granted, it's a bittersweet feeling, because of all of the opportunities and newly open doors that are waiting for me back home, but I promised myself that I'd at least make an effort to visit my converts (and a few other super nice families) in March, because they invited me to their sealings in the Temple. I'm giving it my all, but if it weren't for your guys' prayers, love, and support, there's no way I would have made it this far. I can't wait to see all of you guys again. Mom, Dad, Leilani, Auston, and Nika. I miss you guys a lot, and for that reason, I promise to give my all, until the very last day. Until next week, stay strong, stay true, and remember how much God loves you. Take care!!!