Santaquin:1
Once upon a time, in the beginning … I decided to go on a mission. One of my great coworkers gave me the idea of putting my thoughts and feeling and activities on here, in the hopes that I will someday be able to print it out and give it to my children. I think that some of the people that I work with here in the office are thinking that it will be fun too, because they’ll be able to catch up on everything that I’ll be doing while I’m on my mission. A lot of the people here I’ve gotten attached to, and I’m gonna miss them, but I know that this is going to be a great adventure and I’m really looking forward to it.
There were a few things that got me to this conclusion that I wanted to go on a mission. First was my patriarchal blessing, it says a few things in there that always made me wonder, next were the two trips to Mexico. I fell in love with the people down there, it was fantastic, we were able to serve and laugh together. I very much came to love the people and I want to say that I loved the service, but that would make me sound a little self righteous, so suffice it to say that when you love the people, you don’t mind the service.
I was ready to go on a mission about a year before the appropriate age. I begged and pleaded with my stake president to let me go early, albeit to no avail. I had to wait for the appointed age, just like all the other sister missionaries that have gone out in the field. I’m glad that my desire didn’t change, I’ve kept that the whole time that I’ve been getting ready, thank goodness for that.
So… here I am, getting ready to go on a mission… I’m going to leave all that I’ve known for my whole life and go somewhere completely different and live an entirely different lifestyle than the one that I’ve known my entire life. And do you want to know the funniest thing about all of this? I actually WANT to do it, and I’m actually going to pay for a good portion of it! Whew…. I sure wish I knew what I was getting into…
Until next time
Cass
