Letters

I knew once they left that I would miss them. I knew that letters would be exchanged quickly. First it was my turn to write. I wrote, my first letters to missionaries, and off I sent them. A couple days ago I got my first letter back.

*Receiving hand written letters, in the mail, gives you a whole new level of happiness.

I read it, and could not be more happy with the things I was reading. I was told to call their mom to give her some news. I did, and what was supposed to be a quick phone call, turned into a 30 minute conversation. We probably could have talked longer.
I wrote the letter back, and sent it off right away. As of today I received a letter from the other brother. Smiling from ear to ear the whole time I could not be prouder of this new missionary. Hearing his progress makes it all worth it. Not just for me, but for him.

I love these two boys, and I love all missionaries. I feel lucky because as of now I am writing 4.
5 in May.