A Trip Down Memory Lane

On saturday my roommate and I loaded my laundry in my car and set out for good old Idaho Falls. I got to go home for Jimmy's mission farwell. I have always looked up to old the older kids who left and on mission. I thought that they were so old and mature. With the great example of my siblings, I have always had such a strong testimony of missionary work. There is just something remarkable that 19 year old boys would put everything aside and

preach what they believe to be true. What faith the lord has in his servents, to leave such a huge responsibility to young men. I always get goosebumps when I see missionaries walking down the street. Well I have had a couple friends leave already, it really hit me this time. All my guy friends are leaving. I am SO proud of them and there is nothing else I would rather have them do! I think it so awesome watching them get so excited about sharing the gospel. But man, it's not easy to let them go. It almost feels as if everyone is leaving me but as dad says " They all come home, Grace. " But it is almost a huge reality check because when they do come home we are not little kids anymore. I will be a senior in college and moving on with my life. Who knows where I will or what I will be doing. My life is never going to be like High School again. I know its sad, but I really enjoyed it. I had good teachers, fun activities, and most importantly great friends!! I guess all I can do is be grateful for such wonderful memories.