I must admit, I never really understood the whole missionary letter thing. Then I got my first letters from my very best friend, Elder Zachary Jarvis, and I understood. How is it that his letters make me cry every time I get one? Actually, it's usually always a craf (cry/laughing) because he's still the same old dorky Zachary. The letter I received today was an attempt at old English- it was rather ridiculous. Considering the fact that I don't get his emails (why? who knows...) the letters mean all the more to me. It's just so wonderful to know that he's doing well and that the work is moving forward. Man do I miss that boy. Here's to the next missionary letter! (fingers crossed it's from Elder Eddington!)
Love always,
Ems
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