Cue the lights.

It seems like two weeks has passed since last Christmas. Does anyone else feel like that? Last year, I was in a cute little town called Brockport, serving in one of the best wards the Church has to offer. I don't think there was a night that Sister Torres and I weren't fed. (Even though food is not what constitutes as "a fun time," it certainly makes it easier to be around a dinner table with a family!)  I would definitely recommend spending any Christmas on a mission. Everyone celebrates Christ, and for at least a month, you think that everyone you pass actually does want to hear your message. That time of year really makes it a little bit easier to be a missionary.

But for now, I get to be with my family again. We celebrated the first day of Christmas by putting up the tree:

Here's also some pictures from last weekend in Driggs...possibly one of the most beautiful places on earth:

Song of the week:

"Theres a history through her. Sent to us as a gift from the future, to show us the proof. More than that, its to dare us to move, 
to open our eyes and to learn from the sky. From a cemetary--in the center of Queens."

-Sara Bareilles, Chasing the Sun