This cute boy finally, after 20 weeks, got his mission call yesterday.
He's going to Kennewick, Washington on February 27 and preaching the gospel in Spanish.
I'll admit that yesterday was a really hard day for me. We've been together for almost a year and the thought of being without him was absolutely heartbreaking but we talked and he (after many patient hours) convinced me that everything will be okay. We can still write and it really is the best thing for him and us. And maybe even me, a little bit.
I just thoroughly adore him. Kennewick is the luckiest city.
