My visiting teacher last semester, Kaisha Stacey, (who was one of my counselors when I was a Relief Society President) always had a bunch of cellophane bags and ribbon that she would put a few treats in and bring with her whenever she came to visit me. It was not necessarily a result of a lot of preparation on her part, but I always felt like she thought about me during the month, not just when she came to visit.
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