Missions are way cool, but also pretty bittersweet, ya know? I've been using the word bittersweet way too much lately-but it just perfectly describes how I feel about everything!
It's so exciting to see all of my guy friends getting their mission calls and preparing to leave. I am so, so proud of each and every one of them.
Trevor is the first out of our graduating class to leave, which is weird because his leaving kind of signifies the beginning of many more goodbyes. He left yesterday and I already miss the heck out of him.
Bolivia is lucky to have ya, Trev. Go kick some spiritual booty.
