I have been waiting for this time to come for a long time now. It is finally time for me to leave on the mission I've been so excited about for the past year now (well, I've probably been looking forward to it for longer than that actually).
Preparing to serve a mission has been quite the process, but it was worth it. It was worth all the times I've had to be (ruthlessly) stabbed by a needle. It was worth all the hours spent searching (and stressing about) finding the proper clothing (I spent hours and hours searching stores and coming out with nothing. I've never disliked shopping so much in my life!)....(and thanks to all those who so kindly spent hours of their own time to help in that agonizing effort). It was worth all the studying (which I have not been as diligent about as I should have been). It was worth all the hours spent scanning groceries (to help pay for the mission). Yes, it was ALL worth it!
I received my mission call (for those who don't know, it's a big white envelope that comes in the mail) on the 28th of November 2008. As soon as my older brother (Scott) walked in the house after checking the mail and started talking about the mission call envelope, that I'd been anxiously waiting for, my heart started beating extremely fast. I couldn't stop smiling and it was even better that I got to share my excitement with most of my family (who were still there the day after Thanksgiving). It was on this day that I learned that I would be serving for 18 months in the Uruguay Montevideo mission.
This coming Sunday will be my, uh, last Sunday here in Texas (okay...it's my farewell). It should be fun. :)
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