Everything is falling into place now. I have my mission call. I know what I'm doing with my life. I don’t' have to go at it alone. Finally, life is good. Illinois Chicago North Mission. That's where I'll be for the next two years. I enter the MTC on May 9th. On that day, I say goodbye to this life and put it in the back of my mind. People, places, things, events, all put aside as I take upon myself a new task. I don't think about what life will be like when I come back. I don't exactly have anything waiting for me, but that doesn't seem to matter. I don't have any fear any more. There really is nothing to be afraid of. I wonder why people reject this message. Why would anyone forsake it? It doesn't make sense. I hope everyone fares well. I hope the best for those whom I call my friends, and I sincerely pray for the best for those who would have me to be their enemy. There is no point to hate. I don't hate anyone. I refuse.