It's a surreal feeling to realize that I'm actually going to serve a mission. Like I said in an earlier post, serving a mission has always been a thought in the back of my mind, but nothing I had ever seriously considered. And yet, here I am, with only weeks to go before I find out where I am going to be called to serve. My emotions are very mixed right now. I definitely have no regrets and no doubts that what I'm doing is right. My emotions are more just nerves setting in and a bit of sadness as I begin to think about all the things I have to say goodbye to for a year and a half. One of the hardest things will be leaving my job--I know, I know, very weird but I love my job and not just because of what I do. I love my coworkers--they are like my second family and in many ways some of the closest friends I have. I tell my coworkers more than I tell many of my friends. I'm going to miss them very much and all the craziness of the West Valley Wal Mart branch--if you guys only knew what things we do behind the wall and screens...
I really wish I could leave on my mission as soon as possible because I know that the longer I stay here, the harder it will be to leave. I just need to keep reminding myself again and again...and again that I've made the right decision and that I am supposed to serve a mission. All my worries and fears become insignificant after that because I know I'm following the Lord's will and I know I will be blessed for it.
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