I'm going home to be a civilian again in 2 days. It still hasn't really sunk in yet and I don't think it will till I get on the plane and California starts moving away from me. Some memories from the last 18 months of my life:
--MTC days, laughing with my companions Sister Everett and Sister Braithwaite, going to the MTC Bookstore every day and buying candy, drinking Fresca at every meal, intense four square.
--North Sacramento, Tala'ofa ward, tracting in the rain every single day my first transfer and learning to do hard things. Having to let go of the Fagapuleia's, which broke my heart. Teaching Filiga and realizing that this was going to be okay.
--Manteca, relaxing and getting used to mission life, talking about Lord of the Rings and Batman with my companion and roommates, ongoing Easter egg hunt. Walking and talking to people on the streets for hours every day because the sun was so nice, Sister DuQuette and I promising each other we would never become less active. Loving Sialei and Leah and realizing how attached you can get to your investigators.
--Stockton, hot, busy, teaching constantly, learning ASL, being amused but frustrated with Greg and Brandy, trying to figure out how to be a senior companion, the miracle of Maria, loving life.
--Fair Oaks, tracting and walking in the heat every day and learning to do hard things again. Training my lovely baby. Getting thicker skin.
--Folsom, stepping up and helping Jo realize she was ready for baptism, getting to know and love Jessica and her family, Jessica's text on my birthday that said she was ready to set a date for baptism, going on runs on the forest trails, Amy's unexpected decision to meet with us, Amy's beautiful baby girl, Tina's readiness to move forward, Zack's miracle baptism, fun families who loved us like daughters, great zone, praying every day that I'd be a better missionary than I was the day before.
Goodbye California Sacramento Mission. It has been a pleasure.