To quote a French acquaintance of mine (translated), "Oh how the time passes quickly, I am finally finding some time to write you." That is how I feel. My mission date of May 1st seemed so far away on the 20 of December. I'm only half way there now but looking back it seems like December 20th was forever ago. Time is a funny thing. It seems like the more you look back the faster it travels, the more you look forward the slower it passes. I look back on 18 years of life and think that it was so short. But I think the 8 weeks until my mission will last forever.
Nothing too incredible is going on in my life. Except that I'm living a dream. When I was a kid I always dreamed of working in a grocery store, being able to walk on those cool ladders, and being the man that put the milk on the shelves. I always wanted to get on the intercom and say, "Clean-up on aisle 4." Not only is my job a dream but everything else is great. I have no homework, let me repeat that, I have no homework, no bills, no worries. I am focused on serving a mission and working hard. This is the life. I feel so blessed to be able to be living my dream, a dream that has been given to me by the mercy and goodness of God. I am so excited to serve a mission. I think there are few things more wonderful than that. I hope that all is well for you guys, and if it's not, is it because you're looking at life through broken glasses? I've worn my fair share of broken glasses, happiness is all about perspective. Keep smiling! I know I will.
