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!
Yay McKenna! First post and first comment. This is gonna be awesome...except for the part where I don't see you for 18 months :(
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