When I forgot about myself to two years straight...
I reflect a lot on the two years I spent serving a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints because of how it changed my life. The two years that I spend in Texas and New Mexico affected me to my core. I came home from two years of service, thinking of others and developing good work habits day in and day out for 720 days straight.
I learned lessons that I needed to learn as a 19, and 20-year-old kid. I was surrounded my amazing peers and examples, that were not only other missionaries, but also family and stranger I just met. I learned lessons in hard work, kindness, communication, and problem solving. I learned a lot about rejection and hardship. I learned and studied; I found a thirst for knowledge and experience I hadn’t really ever found before.
I could probably write so much more about how my life was affected after those years away from home. However, all I really want to say is thank you. Thank you to the examples in my life, my parents and friends. Thank you to those people who allowed me to grow through service and those who lifted me up through their kind acts. Lastly, thank you to each rainy, cold, 12-hour day; where each and every door was slammed in my face and my bike got a flat on the way home. Thank you to the days I learned the most.