It is Sunday night over here on the East Coast. It is a holiday weekend and I have tomorrow off. Thinking about heading to the mountains for a little hiking, but I need to be back by eight o'clock. As an alternative I could head down to a National Park South of here for some good hiking.
I am in school, Lyn is on her mission. I graduate in two months, she come home around that same time. We need to figure out when we will be married, if we are going to be married. Obviously this is my hope that we will marry.
Lyn, how do I describe her. She is wonderful, sweet, kind, full of the spirit, such strength. I love her with all my heart and it is very hard to imagine a life without her. She has helped me become the man that I want to be, to focus myself and to persue those things that truly matter, family, the Gospel. All else is of little consequence.
Looking at pictures of my family, I wonder when I will see them again. My brother Evan was married recently, finally, to a wonderful young woman. But I was unable to attend and I ask myself, is all of this distance truly worth it? I miss births, weddings, birthdays, holidays, dinners, church, hugs, laughter, the good times, the bad times, I miss it all and look at what I do. Coming home every night is my dream and my desire. But right now, I need to serve, to sacrifice, to do my part for those that I love. Someone has too, right?
Family, it is why we are here, it is why I do what I do. Life without family, just isn't life.
Fair winds and following seas.
