Today I arrived at the MTC, and cried as I hugged Mom and Dad goodbye. So much has happened. We had class and I met my companion, Sister Allan, who is from Illinois. She's headed to the Mesa, Arizona Temple Visitor Center. She's pretty cool. I'm rooming with two other girls, who are going to Houston Texas East. One is Sister Smith, from Kaysville and other is Sister Mapa, from San Jose California. It's a rigorous schedule and I still feel like I lack a lot of confidence in teaching the gospel. Hopefully in three weeks, I'll be more prepared.
At first, I was a little disappointed that I wasn't learning a language. However, I finally decided I am so grateful I'm not learning a language. I think three weeks here will be plenty:)I still miss home and people, but I'm sure I'll be more focused soon enough.
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