If I knew I could come home whenever anything big happened, I would be a missionary.
Maybe I'm too connected to my family. Maybe I'm too old to rely so heavily on my parents, especially since I'm already married.
Before we got married, sweet hubby and I talked about one day becoming missionaries.
I think it will still happen one day.
I also think there is a lot to be said for serving where you are, when you are.
But I've done the missionary thing before, and I liked it, and I think that one day I'll be back in it again.
If only I could be there for family whenever anything big happens.
The hardest times to be away are holidays and celebrations. And celebrations include the recognition of the sad stuff, too.
When I was a missionary before, I made it home for one wedding and Easter. They were the same weekend.
I missed several other weddings, the death of a close friend's mother, Christmas, Thanksgiving, weekends at the beach, and a whole host of other things too.
What I did as a missionary was important to me (and I wouldn't have met my husband if I hadn't done it).
Right now, being close to family is more important.
If I could have both, I'd be a missionary right now.