Dear Sister Reeves:

On Wednesday October 6, 2010 I went outside to get the mail and to my disappointment there was no mission call.  I solemnly walked back inside with the mail and threw it on the table as I started working on my homework.  Then only fifteen minutes later I looked out the window and saw the mail lady drive up!  Huh? I realized I had grabbed Tuesday's mail.  My heart pounded as I anxiously watched her start to put the mail in each of the boxes and I screamed when I saw her slide a big white envelope into our mail box.  My roommate yelled, "Wait, let me get the camera!"  We ran outside and I slowly unlocked the mail box and pulled out the mail...it was there!  I screamed again and the lady looked at me like I was crazy, so I told her it was my mission call and she congratulated me.  I hurried inside with my letter only knowing that I now had to wait three more hours before opening it.

At 6:00 p.m. that evening friends and family gathered in our apartment to watch my open my mission call.  I was nervous, anxious and excited all at the same time.  Everyone asked me if I had any premonition as to where I was going.  "I have no idea," I would tell them, because truly I didn't.  Although my first guess was the U.S. then maybe Europe, but I didn't think I would get the chance to go French speaking.  I've taken French classes ever since my sophomore year of high school and have continued here at BYU.  My twin sister Allyson is on a study abroad right now in Paris and everyone asked why in the world I hadn't gone as well.  My answer was always that I'm going on a mission and wanted to save my money for that.  Since I didn't go with Allyson my mom promised that she would take me to France in a few years.  Well, who knew that my dream would come true.
Everyone watched as I slid the papers out of the envelope and then covered them up to only see the top line.  After reading the first line I slid the paper up and gasped...everyone shouted, "Where are you going?!"  I then started crying as I read, "You are assigned to labor in the France Paris Mission."  I truly could not believe it!  My first thoughts were, "Is this the real call? Am I in a dream? Am I reading the words correctly?"  However within a few seconds I knew that it was my mission call and that it was inspired of the Lord.  He needs me in France, there are people waiting for me to share the gospel with them.  I thought to myself, "Since Heavenly Father granted me my wish and is allowing me to go to the place of my dreams, I'll fully repay him.  I'll put all of my effort into serving him and his people, with full purpose of heart."

(I wanted to add the video of me opening my mission call, but for some reason there was an error every time a tried; at least you get to read about it).