Good Guy

So on June 4th I will have 5 of my guy friends leaving on missions. I have already been to 4 guys farewells from my grade, and it seems that every time I get emotional at them. I don't consider myself a girl to cry easily, but for some reason farewells get me. Maybe it is just because I am so proud of my boys and I know they will be serving the lord and doing an amazing job at it. Also part of it might be that even though I know they will be changing peoples lives, they won't really be in mine for 2 years.

In the next two weeks I have two of my closest guy friends leaving, Braden and Steve. I just wanted to write and say that I am proud of both of them, and know they will be great missionaries. I do not know what I will do without either one of them, especially Steve. Steve is one heck of a kid. He has always been there for me. Even through all the drama of senior year. Steve and I have never gone out or even thought about it. Steve and I did go to many school dances together though, and I escorted him for Mr. BHS. Steve was my date to my Jr. prom ,that I was in charge of, during the first half of the dance he didn't even see me. And then the last half of the dance I was crying my eyes out. Needless to say he was the best date, and kept asking if he could do anything to help. We still laugh about that dance, and I still apologize for being such an emotional wreck.Steve was and still is the first one to parties at my house, and makes himself at home with the Swedish fish jar. Even if we don't have a party Steve and I are just fine getting together and watching a movie at my house and talking through the whole thing.

Even after we graduated and he went off to Southern Virginia whenever we needed to talk to someone, we knew we could call each other and we did. Steve has helped me though many rough times with guys and friends. It is good to get a guys perspective sometimes.

This past Sunday as I was pulling into Logan, I got a phone call from Steve. He had flown to Texas that day to visit a friend and I thought it was strange he was calling me. The second thing Steve said to me after "hello" was "Did you make it to Logan ok?" I told him yes and asked why he was calling me and he said "Well you told me to call and tell you I got to Texas fine." Steve the sweet/tough guy that he is remembered to call and tell me he got to Texas safely, right after he called his mom to tell her the same thing.

I really am going to miss that kid. But I know that he has chosen for himself to serve the Lord for two years, and for that reason he will make an amazing missionary, and teach the people of Japan the gospel. I am so proud of him.

P.S. I am doomed for the next two weeks. I couldn't even make it through this post without getting emotional about my boys leaving.