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To my former lover,

   I honestly can’t believe it has come to this. We were so close. We spent so many intimate moments together, and at the start I couldn’t fathom an end to the connection that we shared. You were fun and charismatic with a supportive spirit. In fact, I remember when we met. You stood out from the crowd, and being around you made me feel so mature and sure of myself. When you asked me on our first date, I was wary at first. But your smooth talking and gleaming smile convinced me to take the risk.
   At the beginning of our relationship, you were gentle and sweet. After our third or fourth date, I even started telling my friends about you. One time I went swimming with some of my girlfriends, and they mentioned how much happier and more confident I seemed. 
   But things began to change. Even just a few weeks into our courtship, you stopped being there for me when I really needed you. Sure, you were physically present. You showed up. But you began to slip through my fingers before I could even get a good grip on where we were in our relationship. When I started seeing you less often, that’s when the little red flag went up in my mind. Maybe we weren’t quite as compatible as I had thought.
   And to be quite frank, you’ve changed too. When we first met, and everything felt shiny and new, you were clean and put together. These days, you rarely get dressed up, you neglect your hygiene, and you’ve allowed yourself to become grungy. I thought our relationship meant more to you than that, and I’m surprised at how things have shifted.
   You hurt me. I opened up and let you into some of the most personal parts of my life, and too often you acted like it meant nothing to you. You left cuts and scrapes on my heart, and I can never forgive that. I fight the thought that I wasted time on you, but I spent hours and hours on someone who just wasn’t ready for love.
   Now, I want you to hear this from me before word starts to get around. I found someone new. He can talk smoothly and his smile gleams, but there’s tenderness and authenticity behind it all. He’s powerful yet constant, two things you never were. The first time I met him, I was impressed by how clean-cut he was, and when I’m with him time flies like I never knew it could.
   And so, dear razor, this is where it ends. Our hasty pre-vacation showers and bloody knee nicks are a thing of the past. No more will I grapple with your slippery handle or rusty blades. Now, I see right through your empty promises. I know this might be hard to hear, but it needs to be said. I have found love elsewhere, and that is where I intend to stay.

A fed-up shaver


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Published Liahona Article

By Kate Salisbury and Leïa Gurrera

This is an article I co-wrote for a religious magazine about my experience as a volunteer service representative. My location assignment was Phoenix, Arizona. And I needed to learn French.

“You are hereby called to serve in the Arizona Phoenix Mission. You are assigned to teach in the French language.” We were both more than surprised to receive such a mission call. From opposite ends of the Pacific, we both gazed down at those words in our letters wondering, “Who in Arizona needs to hear about the gospel of Jesus Christ in French?”

We soon discovered that the Arizona Phoenix Mission is home to a large population of French speakers originally from West and Central Africa, Haiti, and other countries around the world. As missionaries, we seek to “invite others to come unto Christ by helping them receive the restored gospel.” And as French-speaking missionaries serving in Arizona, we’ve found that our missionary work has also presented us with unique, diverse, challenging, and culturally vibrant experiences.

Throughout our time as missionaries here, we have learned three important truths about missionary work that we’d like to share with our fellow missionaries around the world.

Read the rest of the article here.

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