Everyone always asks me if I am excited for my mission call. Well DUH. I mean, that is a polite question and whatnot. That's actually not even the problem.
The problem is that I'm not like suuuuper pumped and excited. Ok, that doesn't sound right. Because yes, I am happy and thrilled. This is the most important thing in my life so far. Yet I feel like it is as if someone is asking "OH, are you way excited to go to Psychology class today!!??" I feel like my mission is just a part of life already. Like, "Oh, I'm going to Peru. I accept that, and I'm moving on." It is just there.
Maybe the fact hasn't completely registered yet. That would make sense. It does take me a while to be affected by things. Yeah, that is pretty much the story of my life. Something monumental happens, and I just shrug it off like it's no big deal. Then a couple days or even a few weeks later I will all of the sudden break down and realize what happened. IIiinteresting....
Don't get me wrong, I am grateful and in awe at what is about to come. Serving a mission has been my main goal for the past couple of years. It just hasn't clicked yet.
Favorite Part of the Day:
-------Buying much needed groceries!
(Haha I know that sounds lame, but I don't want to put the obvious/usual stuff. Like today Zumba was great, but I put that last time. And of course I very much enjoy talking to Nan. And blogging always helps me clear my thoughts. But those are just the everyday wonderfullnesses. =P)
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