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.