happy anniversary to me & the mtc

Well today marks ten years since the day I entered the MTC. I know, I'm old. I was just a young and naive little 21 year old, with NO idea what the next 18 months had in store.


I am SO grateful for my mission and for the lessons it taught me, the people that I met, the lifelong friends that I made, the language I learned, the country I lived in and love, and everything else in between—the good and the bad. As I was perusing my mission pictures my mind was completely flooded with emotions and memories. I laughed at the crazy companions, members, strangers, situations. I was saddened by what I couldn't remember, people mostly. And I was happy from those who taught me, loved me, and strengthened me. It was such an amazing time in my life, and I can only hope for the same experiences for my own daughters.

i am a child of god

Nezzie was recently moved out of nursery and into primary—she's a sunbeam now. Apparently, she was asked to say a prayer in primary today, and according to her teacher, Nezzie stood at the pulpit and said "I am a child of God and He has sent me to Him. Let's pray."

Where do they come up with this stuff?