howdy yall

man it´s really been a noteworthy week. but i don´t think i can share all the dirty details. but in short, shedding much blood and tears, we resolved the problems in our companionship. but that problem has been replaced with another, i feel like we are not fighting, but we are still not together, and we are kind of dead.

last week i talked with an elder who was finishing his mission. a very good missionary who i respect a lot. a very humble guy. very smart and in tune. i asked him, "is your mission the hardest thing you have ever done in your life?" and without thinking he said, "yes. the mission is the hardest thing i´ve ever done in my life." and i thought, "man, that´s good that i´m not the only one" haha. missions are wonderful, and hard. i don´t think i really understood that before my mission. or like, i thought i would be immune to the hard parts of a mission. I have learned so so much. I have learned things that i couldn´t even imagine before the mission. like, i´m mastering principles that i didn´t even know existed before the mission.

President barret once said, i wasn´t there when he said it, but he said "i know that for one million pesos you would never trade the experiences of your missions... and for one million pesos you wouldn´t do it all again either."

hahaha

anyway, i´m infinately grateful for my mission. especially that i was called to the place that i was. i honestly think that i was called to serve one of the best groups of people in the whole world. The people in the north of mexico are incredible. full of faith and humble, and very welcoming and freindly. very good people. i love mexico, but especially the north.

elder Grilliot