Thank you very much for sharing your story.
I grew up wanting to be a missionary. My best friend and I drooled over a pic in the literature when we were around 15/16 in the 1970's or 80's of a brother (missionary or co) in some far off exotic country witnessing to someone in a very remote area on horseback.
The fact that the brother was wearing an open necked shirt and had a machete on his belt sealed the deal.
This was the life we wanted to live!
We both went for it - got baptized, auxiliary pioneered, regular pioneered. Partook of every spiritual opportunity the org offered - quick builds- pre convention work - assembly volunteering etc etc
Many parts on assembly from every co that came to our circuit - we loved their company, and they seemed to love ours..
We both even resisted all the advances of some gorgeous sisters, because we weren't going to consider marriage until we were both 'spiritually mature' aged at least thirty..
Then aged 19/20 I attended the district convention missionary meetings (Ron Drage) I think took them..
It suddenly struck me that the average age to become a missionary was around 30.
I just knew in my heart of hearts I wasn't going to last that long - ten years before I could achieve my goal.
Instead I attended the bethel meeting at the the district convention, and when the brother outlined the personality types needed to succeed at bethel I just knew that wasn't the place for me..
I started to spiritually die from that moment on - ten years too young to reach my missionary goal..
I carried on pioneering but I knew that it was inevitable that it was only to be a matter of time before I joined the ranks of publisher again..
My best friend made it - life threw him some very very harsh curveballs, but he managed to become a co - can't say too much as he is still serving - not in some hot tropical country with a machete attached to his belt, but a large, wicked city where the machete might come in handy..
All our dreams happened so many decades ago, but time has flown so fast, in many ways it feels like yesterday..