I had donuts sent to him in the MTC along with a few other little goodies.
I miss him so much.
I miss his jokes, his stories, and watching him cook.
His room STILL looks the way it did when he left 5 weeks ago.
I don't have the heart to take the sheets off his bed.
(I don't have the energy either).
He was able to call home, and we talked for a few minutes.
He usually calls home for the last 30 minutes on P-day, anyway.
My other missionaries would call right when P-day began
and we'd talk ALL DAY.
Not Gigs.
Mr. Independent.
