The Desire is Gone

The Desire is Gone

Recently, I have had a huge lack of desire in all of the things I used to enjoy. The things that made my life great… Now… Seemed… Boring.

I have spent months missing workouts and eating horribly.. Sitting around all day. The gym was one of my greatest loves. I couldn’t find the motivation to really get into it again. In the past I would be hitting the gym 6 times a week, clocking in calories like a boss, and slinging up heavy weight like King Kong. More recently.. I could barely get myself to go twice in a week.

Currently, I am full force in the gym and  back to eating healthy. But… How did I do it? Well, I really didn’t do anything. I just held onto the ride. And what does this have to do with the church? Oh you’ll see. You’ll see.

I think in life we really beat ourselves up about not accomplishing what we want whether it be professional, religious, or personal. We get frustrated when we don’t quite measure up how we want. Maybe we keep messing up. Like my situation, missing workouts and not having a desire to go to the gym. Does that mean the gym isn’t important anymore? Of course not. Exercising will always be important. Am I a horrible person because I couldn’t find the desire to go anymore? Am I a horrible person because I kept failing? I think you can probably tell where I’m headed with this. It’s a pretty obvious parallel.

We mess up. We lose desire in things. That’s okay. What’s not okay is stopping completely. We have to at least try in order to one day find our love in it again. What would have happened if I stopped completely? What would happen if you stopped with whatever you aren’t doing good at? I am now loving the gym like the good old days. I did that by not stopping. I didn’t stop until I found the passion again.

I think this is a very important lesson to learn in the church, and really with everything in life. Sometimes, even the best of us, can lose our desire. We can mess up. We can go back to our “old” ways of sin. Not being able to make it to our meetings… Because well… We just don’t feel like it. However, if we keep trying… keep making an effort… One day… Everything will be right again. So don’t back down. Don’t throw in the towel just yet with whatever you are going through. Ya, you may be failing a lot. But that’s okay! Keep going. Fail more until you are failing less. I know I have failed a lot in my life, but I’m not giving up. Do what you can every day. Seek guidance from The Lord. Tell him your frustration… But it is important to understand you must also help yourself.  So make baby steps. One day they will be big steps.

A big part of me felt that I always needed to be on top of my game to feel accomplished. I look back at everything I was doing a year ago. I was on top of the world! It made me feel pretty bad about my life right now. Things aren’t exactly how I thought they would be. Not even close. But… I looked back a little further at all of the ups and downs. There is a pattern. I have been on top of my game a lot. But then things start to seem gloomy… a lot. Then.. .Things get great again. In fact, greater. We have to get back to the grind to create something better! Sure, last year was amazing. But, if it kept being the same I wouldn’t be able to get to the next great chapter in my life. Whatever that may be.

So, everyone, push through your growing pains. Things get better. You may really suck at life right now. But you gotta suck at life every once in a while to get better at it.  Pretty soon, you will be looking back at your story with a smile on your face. You will be glad you never gave up. I guarantee it.


Warm Regards,

Jarom Rasmus Hulon

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Love Yourself

Love Yourself

When I came back there was something very apparent. I have neglected loving myself for a very very long time.

I think this is the most neglected thing in our lives. We are constantly trying to find people to love. Trying to create something that we think people we want… We want to be wanted by other people, but forget to be wanted by ourselves. We never really stop to love ourselves, and CREATE the person we want to be. This post will be about scattered thoughts I have about why it is so important to love yourself, and how I do it in my life.

I think in life we get desperate and think, “If only something bad would happen to me, then people would care about me.” I came home from my mission… And well… Things got bad. One big misconception people have about really bad things happening in someone’s life is that people will pay attention to you. People will care, right? Nope. If something bad happened to me, people would finally care…. Right??? Not always.   I came home and it was the most horrible time of my life. My sister had just passed away, I came home from my mission early, and I was more depressed than I could ever remember being. So, where were my friends? Where were all the people that were supportive before I left? I imagined calls everyday. Being asked to hang out all the time… The thing is, life happens. People fade away… We create a path, and we walk it. This means, that people won’t stay in your life forever. This has to be okay. Frankly, I was mad for a while. I wanted to blame everyone for my problems. However, I realized I needed to be happy for everyone I have met in my life. I had my moment of sadness, then I gave a smile, whispered goodbye, and let the beautiful people in my past live their lives. I was happy for this new opportunity to be alone.. It turns out that I really wasn’t all that alone.The problem wasn’t that I was essentially alone. The problem was that I didn’t like being alone with the person I was with. ME.  Why love yourself? Because being alone won’t be a problem. Being alone after I came back was the best thing that ever happened to me. It really pushed me to love myself. It pushed me to really figure out how to do that.

Ahhh.. The dating… This is another place where loving yourself makes things easier. I have spent my entire life trying to be someone that everyone else wanted. I would beat myself up when I tried to set up a second date… And wouldn’t get a response… Like what the heck!? I would wonder what was wrong with me! I would continue to try and simply embarrass myself. I would always try to avoid being alone. I always had to be doing something. Surely, there was something wrong with me. I had to become more perfect. Right?

I always wanted to be what the girl that week wanted. Oh you like tough guys? Well miss, let me tell you how much I can dead lift. Oh you like guys who can cook? Well, let me spend all week practicing a meal that I can make for you just so you can go ahead and never call me back again.  You always wanted a fairy tale? Oh, let me just pre-fabricate a magical evening that will never work. But WAIT. That’s not me! I can’t cook! (However I make amazing alfredo and slow  cooked caramel spiced apple cider like a boss just a heads up). My life isn’t a fairy tale! I literally do nothing other than work, school, sing, Netflix, and literally take pictures of myself in the mountains. Some people do really cool things with their lives. I pound down a tub of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream and watch How I Met Your Mother on the weekend. I’m not a big talker.  I never really have a lot to say. Ever gone on a date being a terrible conversationalist?  However, I can dead lift a lot. So that part was true. But I’m not a tough guy. I am a complete softy.

What have I done to love myself? Well, I would do all of the things I have done to try and love other people my whole life… Except for me this time. Loving myself has changed my whole life. I started to take myself on a date once a week. I will go up to Salt Lake City, a hike, take my art supplies to the mountains, or make a picnic. I’ll take my camera to capture these moments, and look at the world in a different way. In a way I can be more appreciative of everything around me. I see lines, curves, and designs I never really appreciated before. I have so much time to think about how great I really am. I have time to remember the good times. I have time to think about the potential I have in this big world.

One of the biggest things, is that I do things for ME. I no longer need anyone to go have fun! I used to stay in when there was no one to go see a movie with. Well, now I just go alone. A cool weekend activity? Yup, I’ll do that alone. And I love it! Sure it could be better if I had someone with me… But I no longer have to miss out on living just because I am a single 20 something whose friends all got married or chased their dreams. Life doesn’t start when you get married. Life is always going, you have to decide if you want to ride the wave or let it crash on top of you.

How has my dating life improved? Well, I’m still super single… But that is finally okay with me. I love spending time with myself. Now, if a girl  doesn’t text back… I leave it at that. I don’t try to text back a million times just in case their phone broke, their dog ate it, they lost it, maybe they never got it, or they threw it off a cliff and it got hit by a train and an eagle took it to South Africa where it was used as a football by the local children. I  have an amazing track record with not making myself look like an idiot anymore. For real. Super proud of myself. I go on dates because I want to now. To actually get to know people. Not because I feel I have to fill my time so I don’t get depressed being by myself on a weekend night.

What is the last and greatest thing about loving yourself? Chasing your dreams.

The thing about living for other people is that you will quickly miss out on what you truly wanted to do. I missed many opportunities because I decided to stay in cuz I THINK some girl still wants to go out. A weekend? That’s something small.  What about the bigger things? Going to your favorite college? Pursuing what you truly want to do? If you are living for others, you will neglect yourself. The outcome is losing things that may be great for you. I mean, those plans could crash and burn too, but you will never know if you don’t try.

A girl I used to date talked to one of my friends recently. She said, “He’s had a hard life.” Out of all of the things about me, that’s what she remembers. I… have had… a hard life. Ya, my life is hard. There are so many people out there who have had it harder. I personally think I am incredibly blessed! I think I have an amazing life. But then I thought about it… I guess my life has been hard. I always believed that my life would just be one big struggle… But.. I think it’s my decision. I have been inside this “struggle bubble” for a while. And for what? I can literally do ANYTHING with my life. It is simply my choice! Well, that opened my mind to do exactly just that.

I have finally reached a crazy point in my life. I am about to graduate college… I have never felt like I have had so many options in my entire life.  Now, the old me would tell myself I need to stay in Utah after graduation. That’s just supposed to be the natural progression of things, right? (Struggle Bubble Syndrome). How else will I ever find a wife if I leave? But.. I can’t put my dreams and life on hold on that idea. Four years ago I bought a big painting of the Manhattan skyline. I bought it to remind me of where I want to be. It’s been my dream to move to New York. To pursue a career, and also my dream of doing music. I wasn’t sure if I would ever go through with it… I figured if I looked at it every day until graduation I would muster up enough courage by the time I graduate. Well, after spending quality time working on myself, I am finally ready to BELIEVE in myself. I don’t have to have a “hard life” anymore. I can have MY LIFE.  So, this summer, I am moving to the big city. I finally feel like I am going in a direction I need to be. Something I am in control of. Bad things will happen no matter what in life. But you can choose how you want to live it. You can stay in the struggle bubble or you can smash a wall through that crap and become something! I am finally living for ME. It feels really good. Before, I would keep myself from leaving because of my friends, family, or the fear of leaving to a new place and completely failing. But… Life is failing and moving on! New York will be crazy hard. I’m not naive of that. I know there are millions of other people who have tried to move to New York to chase their dreams.  I am an introvert that doesn’t like crowds. That alone will be a challenge. However, I will never know if I don’t try! I’m not gonna tell my kids that their dad tried his best to live a safe life in his struggle bubble. No. I will climb mountains with my hands bleeding until I figure out what I am capable of. They will know their dad stood on top of the mountain with his flag waiving. They will never know about any struggle bubble. I will not let them think that that’s what life is.  Because… It’s not. Life is about living. You have to make that choice. Will you live in your struggle bubble? Or will you break out and start living again?

So, please, DATE YOURSELF. Find the things in life that you love. Chase your dreams! Life isn’t about making steps. Life is making leaps!  God wants us to be happy! Maybe your leap isn’t moving to New York City. Maybe it’s something else. But.. Whatever it is.. Find it… Love it.. Never let go of it.

Here’s a lil song I wrote with a good friend about loving yourself. Share this post if you want!

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This post has nothing to do with me. This is for someone else that needs our help. A lot of people have seemed to lose hope in humanity. However, when tragedy strikes, it is amazing how people come together to help.

This is a short post about Maddi Jones, who was in a very tragic car accident. She is in a coma, and fighting for her life right now. There are a lot of people in the world, but this is one of the good ones.  There have been so many miracles. She truly is in the Lord’s hands. You can learn more  HERE

As you may know, something like this can have astronomical costs. This family is already going through an incredibly difficult time. Let’s come together to ease the financial burden, so they can focusing on getting their daughter, sister, and friend back to health.

If you want to, you can donate to help at this link:  PRAY4MAD

Thank you for taking the time to read this.  Please keep her and her family in your prayers.

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Dealing With Loss

Dealing With Loss

I wasn’t sure when I would write this. However, it seems that incredibly  bad things have happened with people all around me. It has brought up a lot of painful feelings. So here it is. What really happened in the MTC.

I want to begin this story the day before the passing of my sister. You see, I was a zone leader in the MTC. We had an elder who was… to say the least… Very difficult to manage. He had his girlfriend in the MTC, suffered a lot of difficult things in his life… And well.. Didn’t really express his feelings in the right way. It got so bad that we had to sit and talk with him. I would like to say, however, he had so much love.

That night, when we made it to the dorms, we shut the door and let him know we needed to talk. At first he didn’t want to, but we were able to get him to talk. We allowed him to express all of his feelings that were inside. Afterwards, we began to tell him about our personal stories. We told him about the difficult things we had to go through in our own lives to help him feel not so alone. Well… I told him that I have to live every day on my mission knowing that I might not see my sister ever again.

That was the thing… Before my mission I had a strange feeling I would never see her again.. What’s worse is that I never said goodbye. I was afraid she would be mad at me.. She never even knew I chose to serve a mission. My sister was an amazing person.. It was just that… Towards the end of her life a lot of things changed.. She had changed from the person I knew and loved. Regardless of all of that… Not saying goodbye… Her not knowing I chose to serve weighed quite heavily on me for quite a while. Could things have been different if she knew? I wouldn’t ever know.

The day after talking to the elder things felt off. Things felt really off. And as I begin to write this part tears are streaming down my face because this is hands down the most traumatic experience I have ever faced….

The elders and I were at an early dinner so we could go to choir that night. We were singing “Joseph Smith’s First Prayer”. A man came up to us with my picture in his hand and asked if Elder Hulon was there. He took me over to the front with everyone and said that I had visitors. Well… It was in that moment I knew… I knew exactly what was about to happen. He took me to a room where there was my Mom and my oldest brother Spencer. I immediately said “mom!” as I went in her arms and started to cry… I asked, “what happened?” This was when she said, “Aprildawn is dead.” My legs became very weak and my mom had to hold me up as I wept… And wept.. And yelled… And wept…

After we spent a while talking, I was sent back to the missionaries…. Who were still waiting for me. I was given a picture of my sister that I clutched in my arms the next three days every where I went. I didn’t talk to anyone… I just sat in the hall… I just sat….  People passed by… And I just sat.. Staring… Crying… Wondering why.

No one knew what happened that entire day. I didn’t tell them until the evening. I asked my teacher, Sam Lew, if I could talk to everyone that night. He allowed me the time to tell them. I began by sharing this Video:<a href=“”>Mountains To Climb</a>

I then told them that last night my sister had passed away. At this time I didn’t know why. I didn’t have to face the second part of the pain until I came home and was told what really happened. I told them my sister may not have been able to be saved while she was on this earth, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t people who can still be saved. I told them there are people out there that are just like my sister that need them and the uniqueness they carry. How do you inspire people after your sister died? How do you keep going? The answer? God. There was no way I could have survived any of that if I wasn’t walking with angels. I couldn’t have spoken to the elders in my district like that if I wasn’t held up by the heavens… I couldn’t…

So, what do you do? What is it like to have your sister die in the MTC? Well… Contrary to most opinions… It was the worst place possible to experience something like that. You are completely stuck… You have no way of knowing how your family is doing. You can’t have alone time… It was really hard… However, no one expects it to be easy. I went through all of the emotions. Even one night ended up in almost a fist fight, and shattered glass all over our bedroom.

How were things since that happened? I’ll tell you, they were not easy. In fact they were incredibly difficult. However, I made it… Kind of… Things continued to be difficult.. But I continued to move. Some days would be crazy hard and I couldn’t function. That was okay for me.. I could try again the next day. Things still get hard for me. I still have hard days.. But I move. I allow feelings to come, but I don’t allow myself to dwell in them any longer. Instead I do my best to focus on the good. I remind myself how amazing she was. I remind myself how she was my best friend when I didn’t have any.

The thing about loss… Is  that you will never stop carrying that burden. It will remain forever. However, we know through the atonement that we can be with our families once again. One day I can hug my sister in heaven. I cope now by continuing to talk to her like I used to. I will spend time at her grave every week. I’ll show her new songs I’ve written. I’ll tell her about my ridiculous inability to find a girlfriend still. I tell her about my crazy stories. I tell her when I am sad. Just because she can’t talk back anymore, doesn’t mean she isn’t listening.

So that’s it. Dealing with loss? There really isn’t an answer. I wish there was. You don’t deal with loss… You just kind of… Move… And things get better. They really do. For a while I never thought things would get better. It was the atonement that pulled me up while I was down. It was the atonement that still carries me today. The atonement is what is carrying me back to the temple. It’s carrying my family. It’s carrying my two nephews.

God loves us so much…  He sent his son to DIE and SUFFER for us. Trust me, if there is anyone who knows how you feel.. It’s him. Allow Christ’s atonement to work in your life. Henry B. Eyring says “Even acting on a twig of faith can allow the Lord to grow it.” this is completely true. You may feel alone at times.. But Jesus experienced a loneliness none of us could ever fathom. He did that so you can make it through the pain you are feeling? Why? Because the pain you feel MATTERS and it is REAL. However… You are meant to overcome that pain.

If you are, or have experienced loss…. I want to say I am incredibly sorry. No words anyone can say will ever make it better. The only thing that will make things improve will be relying on Christ’s atonement. I only know this because I lived it. The pain will never go away, but it will get better as you rely on that love.  I love you so much. Keep moving. Keep growing. God loves you, and he hears you. God NEEDS you.

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Aprildawn and Jarom

I Came Home

I Came Home

Well, it has taken me quite a long time to write this post. In fact, I wondered if I ever would. For a while I just wanted to ditch this entire blog and disappear into the new life I had ended up in. I was in a confused state wondering who I was, what my purpose was, and if it really was all worth it. One doesn’t exactly go viral for going on a mission… Go on a mission… And then come back early… That’s not supposed to happen. That’s not the fairy tale ending everyone wanted. It’s not the fairy tale ending I wanted. Well,  real life isn’t a fairy tale, and that’s okay.

For those that are not following me on social media, you are probably not aware. However, I have been home from my mission since the end of June. A lot things came with this. Shame, depression, anxiety, hopelessness… These were all knocking at my door.  I remember looking out of the window on the plane leaving Taiwan. I remember a kind of pain I have never experienced in my life. This was a feeling of complete and utter sadness not only for myself, but for the many people in that country I would never be able to meet. All those people I couldn’t talk to. All those people I could have helped… Gone… Opportunity lost.  My family was amazing and gave me a real welcome home at the airport. All of them were there. I even had a sign! I was incredibly grateful for a loving family that supported me no matter what.

The reasons for my being home… I am not going to discuss. I have learned that a lot of things in life should remain private. However, I would like to discuss a small part of my journey in figuring out the meaning of all  of this.

You see, I went through A LOT to get out. And as many of you know, I also experienced a lot of loss after I left. I came back and wondered… Why? Why was I to go out if Heavenly Father knew all along that I would come back? Why would he send all of these wonderful people in my life to help me along the way if it was all in vain? These questions drove me into a deep sadness. To illustrate how I came to a conclusion, I will tell you about the last meeting I had with a member in Taiwan before I left.

It was a crazy hot and humid day in Taiwan (typical). I was on splits with one of the zone leaders. He told me we had a meeting with a member from the ward to do service, and have dinner. I spent the next two hours scraping a kitchen floor… Which made barely any difference hahaha… But hey, that’s okay. My zone leader told me that the member was very frustrated with the ward. We were worried she was going to go inactive. She was a single mother, and had lost a lot of faith. She had experienced a tremendous amount of trials in her life.  The entire time my zone leader tried to make things better with her. However, she continued to seem very angry with our presence.

It was now time for dinner. We enjoyed the meal she prepared for us (well, he enjoyed the meal. I was almost about to die haha). It was now time to share a spiritual message with her. To help her with her faith issues, he began to share something. I wasn’t able to understand much of what was being said, but I could tell that an argument was starting to happen. Eventually, my zone leader stopped in the middle of his sentence and asked, “Do you have anything you can share about trials?” I responded, “Oh boy do I ever.” Haha he couldn’t have asked a better question. I started to tell this amazing sister of my story. I explained to her that I had left everything to come on a mission. I told her that while I was away my sister had passed away. However, I did my best to stay out to be an example for my family no matter how hard it had been on me. I don’t remember much else what I said. I have also never spoken Chinese so well in my life. As I began to speak to her, tears ran down her cheeks. I have never felt the spirit so strong in my entire life.

After we left her house I had a very strong realization. Everything that I had said to her, was exactly what I wanted to tell myself. All of the flaws I never realized about myself… All came to me like a tidal wave. I started to shed tears of gratitude. My heart was full from the experience I had. At this time, I knew I would probably be coming home soon. However, I was so grateful that I had this experience.

You see, I realized something this day. Yes, I realized a lot of important things about myself that I wouldn’t have ever known had I not served a mission. Or at least, not for a very long time. But another very important thing I realized is that our lives aren’t supposed to have just one big climax. That isn’t what life is about. I thought this was going to be the biggest part of my life. The fact is, we are going to have many amazing things. We are meant to keep going no matter what. We are meant to improve no matter what comes our way. And you know what? Sometimes life will smack you right down from what you thought you should be doing. Sometimes you give your all into something… And you just might fail. That’s life though… Life is failing.. and moving.. and failing and moving… But along this process we IMPROVE. That’s what’s important.

My life now is not glamorous by any means. I work over full time, and go to school over full time. My free time is mostly taken up by the gym, or taking myself on a date (yes I do that now haha). But I am happier right now than I have ever been. I have come to terms with who I am. I have come to terms with where I am, and where I need to be. Had I not ever served a mission, I would never know just how amazing life COULD be. I would never know really what I was capable of being.

These days, I don’t inspire too many people anymore like I used to. People are slowly fading out of my life. The world’s interest in my life is slowing down… But I am starting to be able to inspire MYSELF.  Too often we neglect ourselves. We want to be everyone’s savior while we are lost in the darkness.

So, the big question. Will I continue to write? I think I am going to. There is still more to tell. And as my mission president told me before I boarded that plane… “Hippie to Missionary… I don’t think that story is over yet.”

If you want to know what’s going on in my life now, you can follow @jaromrocks on Instagram. Love you. Jesus loves you. Have an amazing day.

Next time I am talking about loving yourself, and why I take myself on dates every week. Stay tuned!

God Be With You Til We Meet Again

God Be With You Til We Meet Again

Hello everybody,

My name is Spencer Hulon, brother of Elder Jarom Hulon. Please forgive me, as these words to not come easy for as they do for Jarom. I am no writer. Under his request, I am going to share some tragic news that has come to him, along with our family. Being that Jarom cares a great deal about this audience, he thought you all should know. Before I begin, on behalf of my family, I would like to thank you for all the support you have given my little brother as he has undergone this journey. The support he has received on all fronts was truly miraculous. It is by no mistake that he had you with him along his journey.

A few days ago, our dear sister Aprildawn was found dead in her bed. The cause of death is still unknown at this point. But from what the detectives gathered, her heart stopped unexpectedly. Her loss is without a doubt tragic in every sense of the word. She left this world without any warning. One of the biggest tragedies of all, is that she left behind 2 precious sons, only the age of 9 and 12. These poor kids have already been through trials most adults have never experienced. Words cannot describe the pain that our family has undergone.
These last few years she has struggled so much with pain that it lead to an unhealthy addiction to prescription medications.  This led to poor life choices which led to her having her children taken by the state. My wife and I have taken those two precious boys into our home as our own children to be raised and loved as if they were our own.
We do not let the events of the present tarnish our memory of her. We find comfort in the fact that now in our Heavenly Father’s care her earthly afflictions have not followed her.
We now are trying to deal with the loss of our sister, daughter and mother. We as a family find comfort in words found in Elder Hulon’s most recent letter to our family. “I know times are hard right now. I want you to remember that Jesus, during his darkest time, said, “Father, why hast thou forsaken me?” Joseph smith in liberty jail said, “Oh God, Where art thou?” To which The Lord replied, “My Son, peace be unto thy soul. Thine adversity and thine afflictions shall be but a small moment. And then, if thou endure it well, God shall exault thee on high.” It is so hard to be away from all of you at this hard time. It is so hard…. It’s hard to keep going… But I have to stay… This is where The Lord has asked me to be. ”

We are inspired and blessed by Elder Hulon’s service.  In addition to our grief we are also trying to find a way to pay for her funeral and burial costs. Being that she didn’t have a life insurance plan, and had no money to her name, the costs have accumulated to around $10,000 to give her a proper funeral.  Anyone who knows my family, knows that we do not have much in the way of money. We have sold all we can, emptied all savings and exhausted all ways to gather funds. It is with humble hearts that we, through Jarom’s request, come to ask for help in this time of need. I have set up a gofundme, which I will link.   We will take any donations of any amount. All of it will be treated as sacred funds. Thank you in advance. Elder Jarom Hulon sends his love.

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Thank You and Goodbye

Well, here I am. Somehow… Someway… I made it.

This is my last night. Tomorrow I will be reporting to the MTC to begin 9 weeks there before I head to Taiwan.

I never thought I would be here. Ever. But here I am. Ready and willing. I won’t lie… I’m scared out of my mind. I have been just fine until today. I hated saying goodbye to my friends. They have brought me so far.

I want to thank all of my friends for what they have done for me. I am so grateful to have such amazing people in my life. I am perplexed by the fact I am worthy enough to have you all in my life. Thank you for being there at my lowest. Thank you for being there at my highest. Thank you for being there for my broken hearts. Thank you for believing in me. If there is one thing I promise you that I’ll do… It’s that I will make you proud.

Thank you to all the people following my journey, and all the people who donated funds, or their time to help make this happen. I couldn’t have done it without you, and for that I am eternally grateful. May you be blessed in insurmountable ways.

I will work hard every day to become the best person I can be while I’m away. To be able to love more than I ever thought possible. I will make you proud.

As I lay here I wonder what it wil be like. How long will it take for me to get used to this transition? Who will be my first companion? How will I get through the hard days?

This post is going to be short, because O am just too confused and emotional to conjure up an inspirational masterpiece. I hope I will be able to continue to blog while I am away. If not, I will leave you with one last thing.


I have a testimony, though it be simple. I have a testimony in Joseph Smith, his hand in the restoration, and as a prophet. I have a testimony in the Book of Mormon. That it came forth the way joseph said it did, and to bring happiness and hope to us in these latter days. I have a testimony of Jesus Christ. The son of our father in heaven. That he suffered and died on a cross so that WE may know what true happiness is. I have a testimony of our kind, loving, and faithful prophet Thomas S. Monson. That he is our current prophet today.

When my life closes to an end and I sit in that judgement seat, I will know in my heart that i dedicated my life, and that I professed to the world what I know to be true during my time on this earth. “Choose ye this do whom ye will serve, but as for me and my house, we will serve The Lord.”

I would like to end with a few short verses from the 12th chapter of ether that Hyrum read to his brother on their way to carthage for what they knew would be an inevitable martyrdom.

“Thou hast been faithful; wherefore … thou shalt be made strong, even unto the sitting down in the place which I have prepared in the mansions of my Father.
“And now I, Moroni, bid farewell … until we shall meet before the judgment-seat of Christ.”

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MTC Address:

Elder Jarom Rasmus Hulon
2007 N 900 E Unit 15
Provo UT 84602

Taiwan Mail Address:

Elder Jarom Rasmus Hulon
Taiwan Taipei Mission
4/F, #24, Lane 183
Jin Hua Street
Taipei 106

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Taiwan Taipei Mission
4/F, #24, Lane 183
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Taipei 106

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