I have been serving as choir director for my ward (congregation) for about 20 months now. Yesterday, my replacement was called and I was released from my service.
I'm excited to be assigned to my next service opportunity, yet I'm sad to let go of something that made me a much stronger person both mentally and spiritually- challenging me to the point of tears many times. I love all of the choir members so very much and have endless gratitude towards them for everything they did - dedicating all of those hours to rehearsals/performances/consuming my fresh baked cookies every week. In the words of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, "Music is the language spoken by angels." My life has been filled with angels!
My goal was to be able to eat your cookies every week before you got released...too bad I was bad. No cookies for me.
I'm gonna miss those cookies.
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