He sent a hand-written letter, so I am typing it out :)
Imma go ahead and apologize now for my crappy hand writing. I'm so used to typing stuff. My P-day here is Tuesday. So I can email then. So far it's been kinda crazy. Yesterday was just a blurr. Today was a little better. Every once and a while I'll feel overwhelmed, but I keep on goin. Every thing is like dead serious most of the time, especially with the guys in my district, so when I can I try to have fun. Laugh a little with other missionaries. I'm afraid if it gets too serious I'll lose it. I miss home. I miss my friends. My companion to me feels like he's everything to challenge me. Kinda like a young, W.... except he talks way more and knows "everything" and feels like he needs to teach me. But I just brush it off. It kinda sucks because I feel sometimes that I left family and friends to be connected at the hip to W... and it feels sometimes that I left just when it was good and I was happy. HAHA! I don't mean to sound depressed. It's just challenging. It's nice here. The Spirit is soo strong. My testimony is growing a ton and it's nice to be around so many people here for the same reason as I am. I love you guys a ton and again sorry for the hand writing. This was kinda rushed.
Love Elder Bowler"
**sorry, took out the name. Didn't want the person to get his feelings hurt if he read this :)