We found the closest thing to Costco that Bankaluka has to offer
(i.e. bulk products for cheap). The huge size Milka bars were about
2 dollars at the most. HEAVEN. Family, get ready to love me.
You may or may not be wondering why I haven't written a big letter in a million years; the truth is, I don't really have a genuine excuse for that. I get distracted a lot. By my mission.
The reason for this letter is to attempt to say something meaningful, seeing as this is basically my last email home before... I'm home. What a foreign concept. This would be a lot easier if I actually felt like I was leaving soon, but my heart is under the impression thatwhen transfers are announced, my name will be assigned to any of a number of BALKAN cities and next week I will do the normal thing and get a new companion and stuff. But I would be kidding myself if I submitted to that belief.
SO. In an effort to avoid pouring out the rampage of emotions that are churning through my soul (I will name just a few: excitement, depression, nervousness, severe apprehension, irrepressible joy, fear), I want to bear a firm testimony and then exit as peacefully as possible.
I think one of the most succinct ways to express what I feel is found in the scriptures. My chosen passage comes from the Book of Mormon. It is Ether 12:4--