
Yes, indeed- I got to go and relive the wonderful memories of the Provo, UT Mission Training Center. My brother, Pat, entered the MTC yesterday. It was quite the joyous occasion. He was nervous, and it was cute to see. But he was definetly prepared and ready to serve. He went for the right reasons, which i think is very important. he doesn't have a girl waiting (the one he thought was going to wait got married two weeks ago very surprisingly {sp?}) I can't wait to see how it all goes. My dad drove him out, so it was good to spend some time with him.
As I sat there during the welcoming meeting, my emotions were running wild. Unfortunatly they were all selfish ones, not related to my brothers departure- we just really aren't that close and I have full confidence that he will be taken care of (i don't think I need to be emotional about him leaving to show that I love him- but that's a topic for another day) And my emotions weren't portrayed for all to see- i wasn't crying or anything. I don't know if it was guilt, that I'm not living up to what i once was, or if I just miss that time of my life. I really think it was guilt. I'm a slacker. I know I can be doing more missionary work and sharing more with others. I'm very content- no not even just content- i'm extremely happy with my life right now. I have an above average husband who i know loves me completly, an amazing son, a house, a dog, two cars, a strong testimony of the gospel, a fun calling in the church, good friends, a loving family, health, strength, knowledge, a college degree, i don't have work and I choose not to.... i could go on and on. What more do I need? Nothing really. And yet, as I sat there in that meeting, I realized that even with all that i have and do, there is something more. I don't know if it is something more that i need- as in a physical object or a talent- or if it is something more that i can be doing. My first inclination is that it is something more that I can be doing. But what? i guess some fasting and prayer along with temple attendance are in order to figure that out. But it was a different feeling then i've ever had before. Like when I was first thinking about going on a mission- i knew i had to do that and i did it. Same for going to Romania, or getting married, or having Jared. None of those things came at the most convinient times, but I knew they were right and I had to do them. But now, anything really could come my way, and it would be convinient- well, I say that, and the Lord will send a plague my way- but anyway. I guess, now that I don't have a degree to be working on, or anything really, for the first time in my life I have to start finding my own DIFFERENT kinds of things to do. Obviously, I'm raising Jared and running my household, and that is a major responsibility, but there is something else that needs to go along with that- not something that is going to distract me from those things. Ok, now i'm just rambling.