This morning I woke up and Hermana Eastman was still in bed - She’s usually up before me, so I was puzzled. She had woken up about 5:30 as usual, took a shower and decided she was too sick, so she went back to bed. I was bummed because I wanted to go have a talk with Hermano Shadle. It was the other Hermanas p-day, so they came home from laundry and since Hermana Chelson’s ankle is sprained, Hermana Wilson and I went to go get her ice. We stopped by class to get my scriptures and Hermano Shadle mentioned our interview, so we stayed for a few minutes. He and I went into a classroom, had a prayer and then he just looked at me for a few seconds. Then he asked, “Have you had a rough week?” And I said, “Is it okay if I cry?” He said, “Is it okay if I cry with you?” I sobbed through the whole interview. I told him how frightened I was at that knife and I told him about Todd and Joseph Pack getting home [from his mission] and how I was a little homesick for that. And he just listened and encouraged and empathized and didn't make me feel stupid. Just the fact that he cared enough to notice and ask and follow up and empathize and allow me to cry and to love me! I left feeling so good. We missed afternoon class because Hermana Eastman didn't feel well and I was SAD! I love going to class and I missed it a lot. I was really bored by dinner and felt miserable. I couldn't go anywhere alone and Hermana Eastman was so sick she only wanted to sleep. Luckily, Hermanas Chelson and Wilson ditched their welfare class, so Hermana Wilson and I went to half of Roche’s evening class. That was a nice break from our “break”.