So I haven't written about it yet, but I finally got my call! Its weird to think that I have my call and am just waiting to leave now! It is so surreal! I got my call on Friday the 12th of July morning but I had to wait until that Sunday to open it. My parents were out of town and I wanted them to be there for it! So I had everyone come over to the house I work at and there we sat and waited for literally an hour for my parents to get there. They really almost missed it! Everyone was getting antsy and needed to get out of there and be places. However I was blessed to have them all there still in the end. So I had about 30 people there in person and I had my whole family on skype. It was an awesome experience.
I definitely expected more tears but I am grateful that I didn't have more tears. That would have been embarrassing to have make up running down my face as I read this letter. So here is the moment we have all been waiting for....I am going to the California Ventura Mission and I will be speaking English. I report the the Provo MTC in October. I couldn't be more excited! I am still laughing at it though. I grew up in northern California so I figured that was the last place I would go. I also lived in Utah and Idaho so I figured this would be my one chance to get away from the west coast and see something different. Nope. Not quite. I am as West Coast as you can get! I am definitely not complaining though. I am so grateful to have the opportunity to serve my Heavenly Father. And if he says that is where I will work the best then I am so excited to see what he has in store for me! Everyone says that when you get out there you realize why you are out there through experiences you have. I can't wait to see why that is where I was needed! I haven't ever been to Ventura though and I have heard it is beautiful. So I am stoked to get out there and start preaching! This is going to be an incredible experience!
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Watching the Mail Man
"Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya! Tomorrow! You're only a day away!" I get to open my call tomorrow!
So as it turns out my call didn't come on Thursday. That was a total bummer. However, yesterday I was falling asleep on the recliner and my friend texted me at 9:45 saying "Its here!!!" I can't tell you how quickly I woke up from that. I couldn't have calmed down even if I had swallowed a whole bottle of melatonin pills. I was SO excited to check my mail! But mine wasn't supposed to show up until closer to 11.
From the living room I couldn't see the mailbox so I brought the girls into their room to play with their toys and so I could watch out the window for when the mail lady came. Finally around 10:30 she showed up. I anxiously sat and waited for her to leave. She wasn't even at the end of my street before I came bounding out the door toward the mailbox. I am sure it was entertaining for anyone who was watching. I peeked in the mailbox praying I wouldn't be let down. Low and behold it was in there!!! I really could not control myself at that point. I sprinted back into the house saying "It's here! It's Here! It's here!!!!"
I immediately called my parents. They had been here Thursday in hopes that it would come. When it didn't they left straight for California. Figures it would come right after they leave. I am not complaining though, opening it on Sunday is sooner than having to wait until next Wednesday or Thursday.
I am so weird, now that it is here, it isn't as hard as I thought it would be to not rip it open. I really want all of my friends and family to experience it with me so it is easy to think of that and not touch the curious white packet. I had to hide it though because looking at it makes me too excited (the phrase "out of sight out of mind" does not apply in this situation in the slightest). Anyway, I planned on opening my call on Thursday, but it turned out that hardly any of my friends or family could even make it to watch me open it. I was worried it would just be me and my parents opening it. As fun as that sounds I want lots of people to be there! I don't know why but I do. So when it wasn't coming I was almost glad because if I was able to reschedule then more people could come! But I was getting anxious as well because it makes it really hard to plan something when you are waiting on the mail. When it didn't come on Thursday I wasn't worried about telling people it didn't come but I was worried about not being able to plan when I was going to open it. I wanted to give people enough notice so they could keep their schedules open.
When it finally came I was more relieved that now I could plan something decent. So Sunday I am opening it. I just have to get through today and church tomorrow. Easy enough right? So close, yet so far! I need something to do tonight so I don't think about it and so time can go faster!
So as it turns out my call didn't come on Thursday. That was a total bummer. However, yesterday I was falling asleep on the recliner and my friend texted me at 9:45 saying "Its here!!!" I can't tell you how quickly I woke up from that. I couldn't have calmed down even if I had swallowed a whole bottle of melatonin pills. I was SO excited to check my mail! But mine wasn't supposed to show up until closer to 11.
From the living room I couldn't see the mailbox so I brought the girls into their room to play with their toys and so I could watch out the window for when the mail lady came. Finally around 10:30 she showed up. I anxiously sat and waited for her to leave. She wasn't even at the end of my street before I came bounding out the door toward the mailbox. I am sure it was entertaining for anyone who was watching. I peeked in the mailbox praying I wouldn't be let down. Low and behold it was in there!!! I really could not control myself at that point. I sprinted back into the house saying "It's here! It's Here! It's here!!!!"
I immediately called my parents. They had been here Thursday in hopes that it would come. When it didn't they left straight for California. Figures it would come right after they leave. I am not complaining though, opening it on Sunday is sooner than having to wait until next Wednesday or Thursday.
I am so weird, now that it is here, it isn't as hard as I thought it would be to not rip it open. I really want all of my friends and family to experience it with me so it is easy to think of that and not touch the curious white packet. I had to hide it though because looking at it makes me too excited (the phrase "out of sight out of mind" does not apply in this situation in the slightest). Anyway, I planned on opening my call on Thursday, but it turned out that hardly any of my friends or family could even make it to watch me open it. I was worried it would just be me and my parents opening it. As fun as that sounds I want lots of people to be there! I don't know why but I do. So when it wasn't coming I was almost glad because if I was able to reschedule then more people could come! But I was getting anxious as well because it makes it really hard to plan something when you are waiting on the mail. When it didn't come on Thursday I wasn't worried about telling people it didn't come but I was worried about not being able to plan when I was going to open it. I wanted to give people enough notice so they could keep their schedules open.
When it finally came I was more relieved that now I could plan something decent. So Sunday I am opening it. I just have to get through today and church tomorrow. Easy enough right? So close, yet so far! I need something to do tonight so I don't think about it and so time can go faster!
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Last One in Line
Holy Cow! It is Thursday! Do you know what that means? I Sure do! All I can think of is the mail. I feel like that dog on UP....instead of saying "Squirrel" I am saying "MAIL!" I am DYING!!!!!!!!! In case you couldn't guess, hopefully today will be the day that my mission call comes! I might cry if it doesn't. I REALLY don't want to wait until next week. Dang it...I just realized something. I need to learn patience. That means it is going to come next week....haha There are two other girls in the ward who might be getting theirs as well. There are a lot of us who are going which has been really neat. I thought I would be doing this alone which would have been fine, but it has been fun experiencing the excitement with other girls.
I got a text from one of them asking if I felt like I was in line for a ride at Lagoon (A local amusement park for those of you who don't know). I replied by telling her that I felt like I was the last one in line for my all time favorite ride and that it might close before I got to go on it. That is the type of anxious I feel. I want things to speed up so I can get on that ride and at the same time I have the pre-ride nerves. The ones you get because you have forgotten the adrenaline rush so its scary thinking about the huge drops. Lets put that is mission call terms. I want the day to speed up so I can find out where the heck I am going and when I am leaving! But I am also nervous to find out where I am going, and what kinds of struggles I will have. Will I be learning a language!? Is it going to be third world and a place where I won't have electricity? Am I going to be eating chicken feet and guinea pig? Or am I going to be eating loads of uncooked fish with wasabi? SO many different places! There are 405 missions and I am going to one of them. Too many options and ways things could turn out.
I would absolutely LOVE to go to Ireland or Scotland! The work would be hard but wow, it would be a dream come true to go there!! I would also thoroughly enjoy going to any church history site. Can you imagine how much power those lessons would have? I am going to be happy no matter where I go. I know the Lord is going to put me where I will be able to do His work to my best ability and he will help me with any shortcomings. But I have been joking with people saying, "As long as I have to get on a plane to get where I am going I will be perfectly content." The further the more crazy the adventure!
Well anyway, those are my thoughts and feelings as I await my call. And I can't lie, if I see it in the mail I might actually scream. And I don't mean squeal. I mean full on, top of my lungs scream! And boy will it feel good!
I got a text from one of them asking if I felt like I was in line for a ride at Lagoon (A local amusement park for those of you who don't know). I replied by telling her that I felt like I was the last one in line for my all time favorite ride and that it might close before I got to go on it. That is the type of anxious I feel. I want things to speed up so I can get on that ride and at the same time I have the pre-ride nerves. The ones you get because you have forgotten the adrenaline rush so its scary thinking about the huge drops. Lets put that is mission call terms. I want the day to speed up so I can find out where the heck I am going and when I am leaving! But I am also nervous to find out where I am going, and what kinds of struggles I will have. Will I be learning a language!? Is it going to be third world and a place where I won't have electricity? Am I going to be eating chicken feet and guinea pig? Or am I going to be eating loads of uncooked fish with wasabi? SO many different places! There are 405 missions and I am going to one of them. Too many options and ways things could turn out.
I would absolutely LOVE to go to Ireland or Scotland! The work would be hard but wow, it would be a dream come true to go there!! I would also thoroughly enjoy going to any church history site. Can you imagine how much power those lessons would have? I am going to be happy no matter where I go. I know the Lord is going to put me where I will be able to do His work to my best ability and he will help me with any shortcomings. But I have been joking with people saying, "As long as I have to get on a plane to get where I am going I will be perfectly content." The further the more crazy the adventure!
Well anyway, those are my thoughts and feelings as I await my call. And I can't lie, if I see it in the mail I might actually scream. And I don't mean squeal. I mean full on, top of my lungs scream! And boy will it feel good!
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