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.