Starting again

In 1970 I went to Japan to serve a proselyting mission.  It seems more than a lifetime ago now, but I am still fluent in the language and when I speak to a Japanese person they are always taken aback that a caucasian can speak their language.  Mostly they are under the impression that no one can master their language at all because they think it is so difficult.  Well, the reading is impossible for me, but speaking is ok.  After all, babies soon learn to speak the language they hear around them and they do not master the written language till much later - I did not even attempt to master the Japanese writing system.
In 2011 my husband and I went to Maine to serve a Family History Mission, digitizing court and other historical records and we served there one year.  We did a lot of work in the time we were there and we made a lot of friends as well.
In September 2014 I felt prompted to apply for another mission - this time as a church service missionary, helping people with their genealogical research questions.
Ah yes!  I am in over my head this time, but they promised to train me and the training starts tomorrow, February 16, 2015.
My goal is to document the mission, much like I documented the mission in Japan and in Maine.  Each written page documents what is happening and is in actual fact a historical record of this time in my life.
Today I was set apart by my Bishop to serve as a Church Service Missionary for Family Search.  I will now wear a name

tag that 1. tells the world who I am and 2. tells the world what I am doing.  Japan, Maine and now Family Search.  Each name tag has special meaning to me.