A Humbling and Sad Last Few Days

Thursday when my immediate supervisor, Karen Findlay arrived home from work, she found her husband had passed away. She is broken-hearted and so are we. Although he has been ill for a long time, and has been in unrelenting pain for just as long, it was still truly unexpected for her. Saturday morning she and her son (newly called Branch President) and her daughter (newly hired as a Counselor at a private facility in Boston) went to the temple together. She emailed this morning and said she is just beginning to feel a measure of peace, barely. She said something that several other people have mentioned to Sister Peterson and myself, that I had not thought of, and that was that perhaps one reason we were called to this mission was that Heavenly Father knew one of our colleagues would need us for having gone through this experience ourselves. This must make Karen feel very loved by her Heavenly Father, and that is the way He loves and cares for us all. I am so grateful.