It seems like just yesterday I was walking through the jungles of El Salvador, Book of Mormon in hand…
Seems like just yesterday that I had to pack up 18 months worth of stuff into 3 suitcases…
Seems like just yesterday that I was saying my last goodbyes…
And then saying what seemed like my first hello’s.
But a year (a whole YEAR!) has already passed, and not a day goes by that I don’t think of my mission and miss it.
I still dream of the people I love down in Central America.
Still think of what I could have done more.
And I still want to go back.
Happy One-Year-Home Mark to me.
