Missionary Bliss

I never really looked at Jacob as my older brother. He is two years and two hours older but the fact that we're so close, almost twin like, and that he usually acts three years younger anyway, really puts a struggle on seeing his "olderness." But yesterday I really felt it.

I was at work- just finished an order at the register when I heard it. That silly tune vibrating out of my tiny cell phone. I must have jumped and squealed at the same time because really, my mind couldn't have done one after the other - everything was too jumbled as it was! I had worked myself up to complete excitement and was now in a solid state of bliss. Oh goodness! I had to ask the costomers to repeat themselves like five times in a row! It was ridiculous! I couldn't seem to keep my mind on anything!

Anyhow, I raced to the back of the store for my phone - and keep in mind that there are customers waiting to be helped (but don't feel too bad. I wasn't that ignorant. I made sure that my co-worker was there to help.) But anyhow, with my cell phone in hand I flipped it open and pressed it to my ear. Unfortunately, my brother left me a message. "I got my papers and I've already opened them, but I can't tell you where I'm going until I'm actually talking to you. So yeah, I'll call back shortly and let you know."

I growled at the message dialed his cell phone. No answer. Growling again I dialed the home phone. No answer. With a final grunt I dialed my dad's cell phone. I was glad he picked up. I might have done something rash if he hadn't.

I said hi to him of course and then he handed the phone to my brother. "Where are you going? I'm working right now so you're just gonna have to tell me!" On any other occasion I would have welcomed the beating around the bush part, especially with something as exciting as this. Right now, however, the bush could just die for all I cared.

But you know my brother. He was very careful not to touch the stinkin' bush. "Well, I got in my suit just like you told me," my brother noted in his missionary voice he had gained during these past few months of heavy preparation.

Though this bit of information meant a lot to me, my anxiety was far overstretched. "Jacob!" I squeaked. "Just tell me!"

"Okay -I'm going to Phoenix, Arizona and-"

In my excitement I jumped. "Sweet!" I had been worried that he would get sent somewhere far away. Somewhere that my brother would struggle with. He isn't one for change. Though a foreign mission would have been ideal for his teenage coolness, I feel as if the states are for the better. And its only a few states away! He'll be speaking Spanish. How cool is that!?

He's leaving on May 21st and I have no idea how I'm gonna get down there or even what day it is. I'll have to check. I am so excited and I actually and in a hurry to go to school. I really must get going.

....these are going to be the longest two years of my life, not just that my brothers leaving and all, but that I'll be working on school and transferring to BYU-Idaho. Holy Cow! And I won't even have my Jacob to complain to...Awww. Stinker. Oh well.

My Brother's going to ARIZONA!!!!