Dear Mom,

I'm going to be honest with you, this might be a rough email because not a whole lot happened this week that was crazy. Honestly, I am having a completely different experience with nearing the end of my mission than most people have described to me. Most people say it's super bittersweet and all that.... But honestly, my experience has been pretty much totally sweet with pretty much no bitter at all. I am getting more and more pumped to go home, and more and more pumped to be on the mission at the exact same time.... Kinda hard to explain, but it's a pretty good feeling.

Nothing crazy happened this week except for one thing that was kinda funny but in a weird way. Elder Shah and I were sitting in Elder's Quorum this last Sunday when suddenly a sister raced into the room asking where the missionaries were. She looked panicked. So we went up to her and she said that a man had wandered into the foyer, sat down on the couch, and just started sobbing and telling everyone that he didn't feel worthy to be in the building. So we go into the foyer and meet this guy who reeks of weed and beer. The poor guy was sobbing his guts out, so we took him into the only vacant room in the church: The Nursery. I actually feel kind of bad because now the nursery room in our chapel smells like pot.... lol. But we helped the guy out as much as we could, we got him some water and some food and tried our best to help him out long enough for him to get a hold of his family. It was definitely an interesting contact. He even turned out being a less active member from Northern BC. Pretty crazy!

I love you all! I hope and pray that you're all doing well!

-Elder Warenski