Our external hard drive crashed yesterday afternoon. over 5,00o songs lost and gone from itunes. I feel so bad for Ian, because music is a big part of his life. This morning he came to me while I was packing the church bag and said, “You need a hug.” I asked him what for and he said that I also lost all my mission tapes, too. While on my mission I had made several cassette tape letters that I sent home to my family. Do you remember this post? I had over 17 hours of me talking (I know it sounds boring, but it was my history) and now it’s gone forever.
We are still crossing our fingers that we didn’t loose any pictures, but you don’t really know it’s missing until you go to try to find it.
I am currently in mourning…hugs to me!