Nostalgia.

I know it's really late and I should be sleeping (because 555 comes really early), but I just had one of those highly nostalgic experiences that make me want to write something down. I'll be brief. A friend of mine just got a mission call to Chile. It makes me really happy. I'm so excited for her. She came over to chat for a while tonight and we talked about it. And life. And all those other great things. After she left, I had a realization about today. 7 years ago today I went a field trip with a 5th grade class. It was awesome. We went to a corn maze. And then it rained on us. I came home and showered afterward only to get a phone call telling me that my mission call had arrived. I wasn't expecting it for at least another week because of General Conference. As I've been thinking about it tonight, I realized that once the call came, time flew quickly and I found myself in the MTC, learning Spanish, and counting down my days to Chile. My life hasn't been the same since and I'm grateful for it.