When I was little, I was obsessed with France. I played pretend with my friends that we were in France, I learned French and of the culture and history, and, like most girls my age, I decorated my room like it was Paris. There was no doubt in my mind that I was supposed to go to France, but I didn’t know exactlywhat that gentle push was. By the time I was 12, I had already figured out that I was called to France.
In 2016, I first found out about Apostolic Youth Corps. I thought it was amazing that teenagers got to go on these trips, but I never really thought it was for me. I always wanted to go on a mission’s trip, but no one in my family or in my church, to my knowledge, had ever gone on one. After some time of thinking about it, I decided that I wanted to go, but I didn’t want to if I didn’t know anyone on the trip with me. So, I was going to wait until someone else wanted to go. In 2017, I felt a push to go on a mission’s trip again, but this time, it was at North American Youth Congress. At NAYC, it was confirmed that I was to be a missionary. I finally decided that it didn’t matter who did or didn’t come with me on a mission’s trip. It only mattered that I went and accepted the call.
In 2018, I went on my first mission’s trip to Austin, Texas. Everything I feared about going on a trip suddenly faded, and when I came back, I felt like a new and better me. A fire was ignited in me and I had to share it. When school started again, I started a Project 7 Club and waited every day for the AYC social medias to post anything about the upcoming trips. When France was announced, I knew I had to go on it. I applied, and after a few months of anxiously waiting, I found out that I was accepted.
On June 14thof 2019, I will step aboard the plane to go to France.