so yesterday i celebrated having been home from the mish for one year. it seems crazy to think it was three years ago when i started my mission. i can't believe i've already been home a year though. yet the mish does feel so far away. i didn't do anything spectacular to celebrate the day. just spent it with people i appreciate (the fam and the chrissy
) and ate some good food. we grilled salmon for lunch and then had some cheesecake with strawberries on top. so delish. i am so grateful for the chance i had to serve as a missionary...for a while it looked like i'd blown that opportunity. but going was one of the best choices i've ever made. i hold priceless the experiences i had, the people i met, and the things i learned. it was an absolute honor to represent the Savior and to be involved in His great work. now then, i thought about what all has happened since coming home and realized that it's not really all that much, but it's been a good year, and it's good to be home in the great state of Texas. good times y'all.