It was more than just a beautiful spring day at the end of April or the first week of my summer break. Two years ago today my Samuel came home from his mission. It's amazing how fast a mission goes by when you're not paying attention - and how eternally slow it goes when you are. It's weird to look back at those two years and to think there was a time when I couldn't remember what it was like to have him by my side or what his laugh sounded like, but during those two years I couldn't remember a time when I could.Friday, April 30, 2010
The third best day of my life
It was more than just a beautiful spring day at the end of April or the first week of my summer break. Two years ago today my Samuel came home from his mission. It's amazing how fast a mission goes by when you're not paying attention - and how eternally slow it goes when you are. It's weird to look back at those two years and to think there was a time when I couldn't remember what it was like to have him by my side or what his laugh sounded like, but during those two years I couldn't remember a time when I could.
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