Thanks for the memories...

Yesterday I went out to eat with one of my mission companions, Elder Slaugh-he is not a missionary anymore but that is his name to me. On the way home he put in a CD I had heard before. It was a christmas mix that his Ex-girlfriend had sent him while we were in Mexico. As the song "Christmas Day" by Dido began to play, my mind flew back a year. For a second I thought it might still be 2009. I thought i was in Torreon. Then i looked around and the Rocky Mountains brought crashing back into reality, the memory was a bit more faded now, but the feeling was not destroyed. The nice thing about remembering is the good parts always seem to be stronger than the bad. thats one thing I love about music, it always brings back amazing memories.