the teacher becomes the student

so you may remember me mentioning this beautiful girl when talking about my trainer.  well this is the one and only sister karen mckay.  i remember finding out that i was training a few days before transfers actually happened, it was the day that the incoming sisters did their visitor's center experience and who come from the mtc on a bus a spend the afternoon/evening on exchanges with one of the currently serving sisters to get an idea of what they were coming to in a few short days.  i was so afraid of meeting any of the sisters from the mtc because i didn't want to form any ideas about anyone until the day the got there.  the only one i ended up meeting was sister mckay.  i only talked to her briefly in the break room but walked away thinking that she was the sweetest girl ever and that she was a total babe, (don't let the goofy faces we were making in the above picture fool you).  sure enough we were assigned as companions through inspiration.  i learned so much from sister mckay during the transfer we were together.  at first she was a little afraid of talking to people on the square or to lead a tour, but she slowly but surely gained confidence.  i loved watching her throughout her mission and having a psudo-parent's pride while hearing her teach.  what i really loved about her though, was her purity.  there was never a front she would put on, what you saw was what you got; and what you got was really, really great. 

again, i have not kept in great contact with karen.  we did ok at it right when she got home, but since then we have slipped up.  i know that she is creating materpieces wherever she is.  she is so gifted in music and art.  i miss you, karen.