This post was written hours prior preparing for this moment.
I've been set apart. This is a strange time but basically it means that I am officially a missionary now.
What does that mean? Set apart?
Well even though I've complained about missionary life a lil bit, now because I was set apart I'm officially one. No technology other than once a week for emails and this blog. I will be able to use Skype, but only twice a year for Christmas and Mother's Day where I will call my fam bam. If you'd like to email me, look at the contact me tab and it should be there.
Are you going to change?
Well a little bit I suppose. I'm still weird and me, but I'll be more spiritual and I'll teach and preach about my religion and do more service. And that's not a bad thing, it's just different from what you might be used to.
Now that doesn't mean I abandoned my beliefs or my identity in general. It's still there, I promise. And he'll come back every now and then hahaha. But it won't be as often as my usual conversations because it won't be as "appropriate" anymore. Well let's be real, a lot of my conversations aren't appropriate anyway, but this time I do have a legitimate reason to be more mature... I'll change for two years into someone you might not recognize but someone I know I can be proud of. Yeah Asian Narwhal is still here. Somewhere there. But I'll be focusing on what God wants me to do. Not my wants or wishes, but His wants and wishes for me. Besides it's not like I'm being forced. For the first time in a really long time, I can feel that my wants and His wants for me are the same thing.
Well at this time I should be either at the airport or on a 13-17 hour flight to Manila. Isn't that exciting?! But like always I'm also a scared butt. I'm excited and happy but also scared.
Hmmm exactly one year ago I joined a BYU group page and introduced myself... now I'll do the same thing but this time I'll make it better somehow. This time it's not for me, it's for Heavenly Father... I really hope I don't mess up or suck somehow.
But you know what?! screw the anxiety! I'm starting a new chapter. As smol as I am, I'm not that little kid with a cardboard castle anymore. I'm not casually singing, "I hope they call me on a mission, when I have grown a foot or two," because I have grown, I have been called, and I'm as ready as I'll ever be.
So let's do this. Let's start a new chapter. A new adventure. An awesome mission.
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