Where, when, which Wednesday?

I want to be a missionary. I just turned in my papers last Sunday. All I need now is an interview from the Stake President and then my papers of missionary recommendation will be submitted to the first presidency to pray and receive revelation on where I am to go and then they will send me a letter---- THE letter that will tell me where I am going and when I am leaving.

I am told that it will come on a Wednesday.

Some people say that they have impressions and thoughts about where they are going to go, or about the people they are going to serve--- before they get their call. I don't know if I have been experiencing such things. But lately, I have been thinking a lot about Boston, Philadelphia... the east coast of the United States.

Of course a month ago, when I was filling out the papers, I had a lot of thoughts about Australia. And the month before that I couldn't get over the idea of going to England.

Sometimes it about kills me that I don't know where I'm going yet. And other times it really excites me. The other night (4th of July) I was out with a friend. We went to see the fireworks together. Afterwards, we sat under the stars, talking, and looking at the sky. "This time next year," I told him, "I could be ANYWHERE in the world." And for a moment, I stared at the stars and imagined myself one year from then, looking at the same sky (probably miles and miles away), thinking about that night I watched the fireworks and sat with my friend.

Where would I be? Would I be in the United States? Would I see fireworks with my companion? Or would I be in another country? Would I celebrate that country's independence? Are there countries that have their own independence day? Do they shoot off fireworks, too?

What will I be like? Who will I be teaching? Will I be discouraged? What will I be feeling? What will I be thinking?

I like this dreamy-pensive feeling I get when I think about my mission call. But none of this means anything if I never get my call. Sometimes it feels so up-in-the-air that I'm not sure if it is really going to happen. I really, really, really want it to happen. You know what would help me feel like this is all really going to happen? A mission call.

So.... where, when, which Wednesday?? I want to know.