This most valuable piece of paper and writing is still not to be seen or heard of.
I think it is lost in the mail.
Or small guatemalan man stole it.
There is the other alternative.
My Elder simple never wrote one.
He is on a mission. He is busy.
Maybe... Just maybe... he doesn't care anymore.
He is just so focused and doesn't want to deal with anything back home.
He wants to act like we never happened.
Ahhh, Knife to the Heart.
I don't know. I don't know what to think.
But one thing I do know.
If this letter isn't here in the next week, I am going to lost all hope.
These fine young men as still my best friends.
I spent this dear Friday night with the youngsters and I had the time of my life.
They are the greatest people. Thank you for being in my life.
I have a date with this young lad later this evening.
We will have to see where this goes.
I am scared.
I am scared to let go of Elder and move on.
But I need to stop fretting about something that hasn't even happened yet.
Breathe Linsey, everything is going to be alright.
Some of the Favorite Songs.
Photographs and Memories - Jason Reeves
When Life Was Good - Jason Reeves
Wishing Weed - Jason Reeves
Always - Peter Bradley Adams
Right Here Waiting - Richard Marx
The Pieces Don't Fit Anymore - James Morrison
I don't know what to do. I can't let go.
I am scared to be with someone else.
What if that makes me forget my Elder?
I am already starting to forget his face, his voice, his touch.
He was my last real kiss.
But everyday my memories of him are fading more and more dim.
Other than my Savior, I have never clung to someone so tightly.
I refuse to forget Elder.
No way, No how.
But.. By doing this, I am not fully living my life.
I am living in the past.
And I am unhappy.
I wish I knew how to let go.
I can't... I just can't.
I hate you.
I would sell my kidneys and liver for
Summer to come this very instant.
Ya, thats right.
I do not like you.
Joshy Boy is doing better than ever.
He is loving the mission
and sharing this true gospel.
I am so proud of him.