First of all, I just wanted to say. It is a little strange that for the first time in a long time, I am the one updating my blog, not my mom.
This means many things, but in the end it basically means that I am home. I am no longer in Honduras, and I am now in my own house, with my own family.
When I was in my final interview, my mission President told me that my transition home would be harder than my transition to the mission. For me, part of that meant saying goodbye to many friends and adopted family in Honduras. It was difficult knowing that it is very difficult for me to see them again.
The last few days in the mission and the first few days home I passed in a daze. After so much time telling everyone that I only had "a little more than a year" in the mission, and trying with all my heart to be "baggy", it had finally arrived. That strange day when you go to changes, and yet you don't leave. You stay until everyone else has left, and then it is only you and your group. It all felt surreal to me, like a dream.
We were able to go to the temple as a group, and some last moments in the most sacred ground in Honduras. I was able to feel the comfort of the Lord, giving me peace when my soul was troubled.
We had one final dinner with President Bowler and his wife, and then it was off to bed, in preparation to arrive to the airport the next morning.
We almost didn't return to Utah due to heavy fog and rain in Tegucigalpa. That airport is dangerous anyway, but the pilot wasn't sure he was going to be able to land. When he finally came in, everyone in the airport headed for Atlanta cheered loudly.
After more than a 12 hour journey, we arrived at Salt Lake City. We collected our bags and we finally arrived to see our families. There was lots of cheering and crying. It still felt surreal to me. I wasn't quite sure how to react. But one fact settled in...I was home.
Sunday, August 2, 2015
Monday, June 29, 2015
So...my mind is still processing this day.
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Sorry for the sad lack of pictures this week. But that´s ok right?I have been busy this week. I feel like we worked harder than any other week.
Instructions for when he get home:
First of all. Thanks for all you are already doing to help me come down running from the airplane. I have this weird fear that if I don´t stay busy I will just melt.I would like to get a phone as soon as possible after getting back. If possible, like... .
Monday, June 15, 2015
Things were cool this week. We did divisions with Elder Rivero and Elder Foster. I got to go and visit Las Unidas, a quite bueatiful community just outside of Choluteca.We had interviews with President Bowler. He basically told me that he would see me the for my final interview. We talked a little about the area and about our investigators. I think things went well.
Monday, June 8, 2015
Again I am so happy this week. I don´t know how to describe it.I feel weird as things seem to be resolving themselves and finishing up. I typed my final report today, ready to present to President in my interview with him on Wednesday.