Sending my first and last emails from the exact same cyber in Consti!

What a beautiful family I have! You all look/sound/seem very content. That makes me happy. I considered not writing you all today, but I feel like there are a lot of tender mercies and lovely things that happened this week that I would like to be written down for all the posterity.

Hermana Young and I have now passed through Lirquen, Hualqui, Libertador, Agronomía, Cordillera, and we are currently at the cyber in Constitución!! (pretty appropriate that I send my first and my last email of my mission from the exact same cyber.) It's raining buckets and I've acquired the nice pastey look of winter, but feeling really great! It has been the biggest mixture of feelings and memories as I return to where I was a year ago.... I got to run to the ocean again, got to smell the wierd-off smell of the paper factory, got to tell people that the church is located on the street O'Higgins between Montt and Portales, got to play the piano during sacrament meeting again, and I was able to see the drastic and incredible and almost unbelievable changes that have occured in myself since the last time that I was a missionary here. Wow. I see people, streets, houses, members, leaders, EVERYTHING in such a different light. Maybe the biggest difference between now and then is that now I actually see it. You could call it "lost" and maybe you could call it "blind". I think that's the best way to describe it. But after quite a few weeks and quite a few experiences that helped me open my eyes to the importance of this work, and the love that my Savior and Heavenly Father have for me and for every other person, I feel like I understand my purpose here. I feel like I understand who I am more. I feel so incredibly blessed. I feel like I've been changed. Permanently. 

I know that changes come through the Atonement, and it's up to us to make them lasting. 

Plus, I was able to work with my beloved Hna. Bustinza. The darling. I love her so much.

Despite what you all might think, I'm working and trying to give it all I've got. I love this work SO much. I'm asking for patience as I recuperate my heart...that has been divided and parted and put into several different corners of Chile. It's not impossible to heal a heart that's in pieces..it just takes time. I love you all so much, and I hope you all live up this next week! I know I am going to!!!

All my love,

Hermana Child!

p.s. mom, please a dentist apt. asap.