Mission: Limited

My little brother gets home from his mission in less than 2 weeks now, and until this morning, I didn't really quite grasp the concept in my head.  I knew he was coming, but when I thought about it this morning, I realized that he will be HOME!

For those who don't quite understand what that means, I have 2 brothers (right now they are 21 and 13) and we are all really close, but there is really no one alive that I have been closer to for longer than my little brother (Tyler).  We grew up traveling the country with our parents, and so with no other permanent friends, we had to stick together; even when we settled down in our quaint little town of Riverton, we were still really close as our social circles expanded; maybe to the point of being a little weird to see a senior hanging out with his sophomore brother all the time or a sophomore going to all the senior parties and stuff (but hey that was how we rolled).  

For the first time this morning, I grasped the concept that He will be around again and we can do stuff together, which reminded me that he actually has been gone for 2 years... (sad that it really didn't feel that long for me, and I am not just saying that because it is almost over...) 

So if you see me giddy with excitement in the next few weeks, there are many contributing factors, but a main one is this MY BROTHER IS GETTING HOME FROM ITALY!!!!!!!!!!