June is a great month. Not only to we get to celebrate ME, but we get to celebrate our Fathers, and various other family members who were born in this fabulous month. How tacky is that "ME"? Sorry. Anyway, there is one more reason I love June, and I was just reminded of it today as I went through this months calendar. I went into the MTC 5 years ago this week. What an adventure. I could write a book. I won't bore you with mission stories, but I found a few pictures from when my parents and Grandma came to pick me up in Armenia at the end of my mission and the week we spent there. (All the good pictures are only hard copies). My life has been forever change as a result of serving in Armenia. Not a day goes by that I do not think of something from that time in my life. Enjoy!
P.S I feel very brave letting you see me in my glorious sister missionary state. Not a pretty sight!
3 comments:
You looked beautiful! Don't be so hard on yourself.
Has it really been 5 years already?! And I think you look great! I would love to see more pictures and hear more stories from those days.
TIme is such a weird thing...sometimes it feels like Hayastan was a totally different life time...and then others, it feels like we just finished eating chocolate waffleys and those dried prune things (I'm absosing that I can't even remember the name of them) last week. Thanks for the reminder of such a special time! :)
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