A little bit overdue... (or a lot bit)

MY MISSION CALL CAME (a few months ago... February 24th). Turns out it got lost in the mail! I ended up calling the mission office to have them reprint it, and my Stake Mission Prep leader was able to pick it up for me so I could get it the same day! The hour and a half drive to my home was crazy. I felt every emotion - one minute I was crying, the other I was laughing, and then periodically I felt like I was going to throw up.

The actual opening of my call was such a surreal experience. Serving a mission has been something that I have wanted to do from the time I was a little girl, and it was as if all my hopes, wishes, and dreams were sealed in that big white envelope addressed to  "Sister Young" (!!!!) I was surprised at how calm I felt overall. But I have honestly never felt so vulnerable in my life. Where I was going to be living and serving for the next year and a half was written on that letter and I was prepared and willing to go where I was needed.

I opened it up and..... you can see for yourself :)

What a special, special experience! My heart is full, and I am so excited to go and do.