Things have been major busy since Kota left on a mission. We had a surgery. Then I had parent teacher conferences. Then I tried to refocus on all the college work I neglected getting everything done.
Then we received a phone call last Tuesday night that Kota was coming home from his mission. He wasn't ready to go yet. For reasons that are personal to him, he is home. As my Minnesotan family says, "Uffda!" Total kick in the heart. Sad for the kid coming home, sad for the explanations, wishing I could have done things differently...total drain on the emotions.
Instead of going into a complete depression
I have learned to think before casting stones. For I have also sinned and am unable to judge another according to the Savior in John chapter 8. I am going to grow in this next year waiting on the mission return or not and watching the healing of the atonement wash over my family. Boy, am I glad we have an eternity to figure everything out.