It hardly seems possible that two years ago, we were one month away from coming home from China; I have only the fondest of memories of that beloved place...
I forget the:
the awful food,
and just remember how much I LOVED BEING THERE.
I loved teaching the beautiful students.
I loved the branch.
I loved Chye and Ruth.
Yes, looking back today brings a flood of warm, wonderful memories.
Thank you, Heavenly Father, for that incredible experience! It will reign supreme in my mind.