Wednesday, August 21, 2013

And long after you're gone gone gone.

I didn't sleep very good last night.
Maybe that's cause I knew that around 1 in the morning my missionary would be getting up and going to the airport, because his flight to DC was leaving at 6.
He got to call his parents, but there was no way he would be able to call me.
Then from an unknown number at 4:58 am I got a text:
Holy cow, I knew it was him. So I quickly respond with:
"Hey:) How are you??"
"Michelle. Call me:)"

So here I am at 5 in the morning calling a random number.
Then I heard his voice on the other line.
And I didn't even know what to say. I just wanted him to keep talking so that I could just keep hearing his voice.
So for about the next 2 minutes I got to talk to that missionary. My missionary.
Not sure how he swung that, but I'm not going to ask questions.
All I know is I am one very blessed girl.

With my brother heading up on 10 months, and my best friend heading up on 2, I just have to say that the church is true and I am so grateful for it.

Brazil is a very lucky place.
And while Argentina is waiting, Washington DC won't know what hit them.