My mission call came on October 31, 2012, Halloween. When it got to my house I held it for a minute, tried to peek through (it's not possible), and then quickly handed it to my Mom to hide because I wasn't opening it until 8:30 that night which seemed like an eternity. I tried to keep myself occupied for the rest of the day which was hard.
When I opened my call I read it and stared at it for several minutes. People say I had a weird look on my face. That's because I was trying to figure out where in the world it was. And as much as I wanted to know where I was going I had to scan through first to see when I reported. I have been called to the Adriatic North Mission. I report to the Provo MTC on March 27, 2013 (Happy Birthday Dad!).
After the initial shock went away I got a calm feeling letting me know that I have been called exactly where I need to be. I know that the Adriatic North Mission needs me for the next 18 months and the more I learn about the mission the more excited I get to serve the people of Croatia, Bosnia and Herzegovina, Slovenia and Serbia in the Croatian language!