The Best Two Years of His Life

So the call came and was opened. I read over his shoulder because he was dragging it out and I not only WANTED TO KNOW RIGHT NOW! but I was almost late for class.

After he read the place and date, he googled to see exactly where it is and I had to leave for class, and when I got home he was at his friend's house cheering another mission call, so I have not talked to him, read the getting ready instructions or any of that.

I still don't know what it means to be a missionary mom. But I do know that starting May 12 and lasting for 2 years after that, mail to him will be addressed to

Eugene, Oregon, USA English speaking.

Go forth and serve, son.

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Indeed.

Proud Mamma

I just got three letters from my son in Marine Boot Camp. I have to brag a bit on what a great kid he is. The first Sunday he was there, he invited a lonely boy to go to church with him. The boy went and wanted a copy of the Book of Mormon. This coming Sunday, July 22, my son will baptise that recruit as well as one other. He said I taught him to stand as a witness of Jesus at all times, and in all places and to be a missionary no matter where you are. Good learner, that boy. My stripling warrior. I love him, I miss him, but am so very proud of him.