Missing a Part of Me

The last time I posted on this Blog, I wrote about being back in Church, worshipping in person, and learning from one another.
Today, I want to share how a part of me is missing. I have been staying with my mom for the past eight months. She is totally against my membership in the church. She always says, "Everyone has the right to believe their own way," but I am not the recipient of such statement. I am to believe likes she does and, given that our meetinghouse is an hour away and that the time interferes with her schedule, I have not been able to be among my brothers and sisters. This has taken a toll on me spiritually. I am blessed to have a way to continue reading the scriptures and the lessons I am missing in person. I am blessed that I can still worship in the privacy of my own bedroom, and I am looking forward to the time I will be able to attend and, as before, partake of the Sacrament, receive support from my brothers and sisters, and just be able to get back that part of me that is now missing.