I broke down in tears Easter morning.
I was dusting and getting the house ready for Trey's Dad and StepMom to come over and have dinner with us.
Turned on the TV to General Conference and the choir was singing "I wonder when He comes again. Will herald angels sing? Will Earth be white with drifted snow or will the world know Spring?" I couldn't look away from the TV. I just stood there in front of the tv with tears coursing down my cheeks. My heart ached..because sometimes I just miss it so much. I miss the comfort of the hymns, the peace in the rituals I grew up with. I miss sitting in Sacrament meeting and listening to the talks and watching the Dads fall asleep and the Moms feed their toddlers Cheerios. I miss discussing the BofM with other members in Sunday school and R.S. I miss it all.
Trey hugged me and asked me what was wrong. I finally choked out the words, "I just miss it so much sometimes." She told me to go back...but I cannot. It's one or the other for me..and I made my choice...but sometimes...my heart just hurts and I miss it so much.
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