1,095 days later.

Is it really December again? Is it really almost Christmas? Has December 6th really come and gone? The past 2 days I have been really reminiscent of days that have past. 3 years ago today, was my first full day as a missionary for the Church. 3 years ago? Really? Has it been that long, then why does it feel like yesterday? Why can I remember that day as clearly as if it had just happened, almost as if I were still living it?

It makes me chuckle as I think about that first day. I woke up at 6:30 after about 3 hours of sleep, we went to the classroom, had a quick study. Took off for breakfast, met my MTC teacher, studied more, ate Lunch, studied more, lot's more. Set up an appointment in the TLC ( I think that's the acronym.) Studied, ate, met my other teacher, sang a Christmas hymn, prayed a lot, and wondered the whole day if I was really going to be able to do it. Little did I know I was currently companions with the kid who became my brother and my family in the field, and also someone who would never allow me to quit because he saw who I was and who I could become as long as I tried. Lights out at 10:30, where Elder McNeel and I would lie awake rolling around for the next 4 or so hours.

Then I think about what I did today. Woke up at 7:30, went to class. Took my Zoology final, played racquetball, studied what it is that makes the world go round. Talked about ectothermy and endothermy for the 4th time this semester. Attempted to pay attention the best I could in class. Thought about studying for genetics, couldn't muster up the courage so I went where my time would be much better spent at Collie's place, playing with Easton. Came back ate dinner celebrated a new friends birthday, watched the Jazz game, went over to Macys, where probably the only thing I accomplished there was distracted her from studying for her test tomorrow, and I was definitely not in bed by 10:30.

As I think about both of those days, I can't help but feel accomplished in both of them. Sure they are definitely different, in one I studied the gospel, in the other I studied things less important. In one I had an exact purpose, in the other I am still defining my purpose. I am glad to have served my mission, I am also glad to be exactly where I am in this life right now. I am also glad the good Lord continues to watch out for me even though I am not one of his missionaries.

I just can't believe it has been 3 years ago.