Being released

Well, Sunday was quite an emotional day. This is the toughest release from a calling I have ever had, the only time I have actually shed tears.
The day started with bishopric meeting, where privately Jim, Myron & I exchanged thoughts and feelings about the work, the members and eachother, for one last time. We have shared many up & downs in that office, a lot of fine memories.
Ward council followed next. Not a many jokes as usual, and tears started flowing from a couple fo the girls (Julie & Maren) as soon as they entered the office. Jim led a very touching prayer about God's, and his, love for the ward members. Besides a pin dropping, all I heard were sniffles all around. After Jim shared his very personal feelings/testimony, Myron & I were asked to do the same. Myron couldn't even look at anyone without tears. I was doing fine, until I had to speak.
By the time sacrament meeting started, we were cried out...no more tears. Myron & I sat together on the stand and hugged for several minutes, looking out at the congregation from that vantage point of a sentimental last time. Sitting right next to us was Pres. Pace. This was our last act of defiance, as we have sevral times been warned about too much PDA! We gave our testimonies, I had to go first. Feelings were so mixed. I had to stop myself from sermonizing, and just share feelings.
Wivws also gave heartfelt testimonies, especially Nancy about the joy and importance of having a family.
The rest of the day was very mellow. Went to Jim's for a BBQ, and later to SC for a priesthood meeting. AG1 bishopric made an appointment for Thursday, most likely to call me to a position. I was approached last week to teach seminary in Agoura, but turned it down. It is not a calling, so I don't feel too bad about it. I just didn't think I could devote the time necessary...average2+ hrs per day prep time, plus teach the class.
Love you all...
Dad