My wife, Ariel, always wanted to serve a mission.

She learned to speak Spanish fluently with the hopes of serving a full-time mission in South or Central America. Then I came along and ruined everything.

During our engagement, people started telling her that I was her mission — whatever that means. Well, it wasn't good enough for her, and two months after we got married, we put in our papers.

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