I was scared! I was walking out on the tarmac to the plane that was going to take me away for two years. I was trying to act brave. I had just left the arms of my tearful parents and siblings. I sat down on the plane and desperately searched out the window to get a last look at my family. The plane pulled away from the terminal and I leaned back in the seat with my eyes closed and prayed to Father in Heaven to give me strength and courage. For some reason I reached down into the pocket of my suit coat and felt a paper that I hadn't noticed before. I pulled out the object and was immediately filled with courage and hope and happiness and joy. I have treasured this object my whole life and have shared it with very few. I carefully put it back in my pocket, looked out the window to see Salt Lake City disappear in the distance and with a tear and a smile and squared shoulders I laid my head back on the seat as the plane banked and headed for Japan.
Mom, I love you with all of my heart! Brad
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