Well. There's honestly just a bunch of pictures of all my best friends.
This is me and Hermana Carling.
This is us at president's house with the mission leadership. Some of the best people I've ever met.
Me and Elder Heath.
Me and Elder Fata with Hermana Johnson photo bombing.
Well this week was probably the most frustrated I've been in my entire mission. The week started good, we got three new investigators on Wednesday, and then on Thursday I had to go to urgent care and then my last two days of proselyting, I had to stay in the apartment. I had gotten a virus called hand, foot and mouth disease, and a staph infection called impetigo. Two medications and a bleach bath later, I'm mostly clear, but I couldn't help but feel gypt (is that how you spell it?) with my last days. I still kinda wonder why it happened, but I know that there's some reason. But it really allowed me to reflect and realize that I feel absolute peace. I've learned so much over the past two years and I still have so much to go, but I at least have a foot in the door. And I'm aright with that. I've loved my mission. I love who it's made me. I love these people. Leaving them was one of the hardest things I've done. But I know that it's all worth it.
My dear friends, I know this church is true. That there is a prophet who holds the Lord's priesthood authority, and that Jesus Christ is my savior. That He and the Father live and govern this work. And that if you forget yourself and serve, you'll be the happiest you can be. And I leave this with y'all in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.
Love y'all,
Elder M. Wright
T.H.E. Mission
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