Tonight I was (and currently still am) sitting at the David O. Mckay Library. I hear they have a new musical mix for when they close up shop, I'm patiently waiting for 11:30 to roll around so I can see if the rumors I've heard in the stacks are true. But while I've been doing so I have had some good old fashioned homework fun. But none of those reasons are the real reasons I began writing this blog post. The real reason is, I miss him.
I miss my little buddy Adam. I miss sending him funny texts about people with mullets and him sending me his favorite youtube video of the day to watch. (not kidding, I got one pretty much daily.) I miss his sense of humor being so readily accessible. I mean his letters and emails home are pretty Adamish, but there's something about having the real thing that's just different.
I know he is out being an awesome missionary and anyone who happens to cross his path is more than blessed. The kid has an amazing testimony of the gospel of Jesus Christ and he lives it and wants others to live it. For example, he even counseled Michael and I that we should be going to the temple together weekly. There's no way I can't listen to the kid, so Michael and I have been dutifully obeying him. What a wise kid. The temple has done nothing but improve our relationship and given us time away from the craziness of school and work. Somehow I continue to miraculously get everything done I want to and need to. Adam's right, the temple is the place to be. So, we listen to his missionary counsel.
While I miss him something fierce the mission can have him for the next little bit. I'm glad he is where he is supposed to be, and feel blessed to have my cute little bro out serving the Lord. Oh and did I mention I would love to see his companions reaction to his over done foot sanitation?
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