The end is here at hand... and yesterday was completely normal.
We had Stake Conference, all our appointments dropped, our investigator told us she was lesbian, and we were told things that kinda scared my ears....a recent convert was just frustrated so we got to hear all about it. So just a normal day for a missionary.
Last night, I had the hardest time sleeping. It took me at LEAST an hour to fall asleep and I kept waking up during the night. It's here...I'm coming home. It's hard to believe how the time flew. I still see myself as who I was when I first came out...but I'm not. It's going to be interesting to see how everything will work out, but I know it will. I start school in a week and life is just in the balance I feel like I've gotten to the peak of a teeter-totter just for me to be bounced back to the ground.
Also, It rained all week....Texas has been having a strangely wet and cooler spring. It was mostly 70 degrees this week.
On to the week:
Tuesday we had a bunch of lessons. In the morning, we volunteered at the food bank. in the afternoon, we had our lessons. It was a happy happy day!
Wednesday we volunteered at the Library and since it was raining we couldn't go up to campus...so instead we made follow-up calls. It was great! We had a couple lessons that afternoon and that evening we had correlation/institute.
Thursday we had the LAST weekly planning session. It's crazy. For lunch, we got to go to Fuego...my favorite restaurant and also a CS original. That afternoon, we had a number of appt's where we didn't even really have time for dinner but that's okay.
Friday we had district meeting and it was also Elder Clowards Birthday. It was great to be able to learn more about the Sabbath day. We had a few appointments that afternoon and that evening we went to Bishop Nixon's for the activity. Tim, his son, had just had surgery a couple days before and he was completely out of it. We talked to a few of the members and visited with the investigator we brought.
Saturday we had a lesson with Ben. It went as well as it could for a 11 year old boy...it was good. We confirmed his baptismal date with him. That afternoon we helped people to unpack and we visited Bob and Trudy. That night we were supposed to have a meeting with president and all the missionaries, but then we found John and Laura Lee. They were a family that was willing to meet with us so we couldn't just leave. It was SOOOO AWESOME!!
Sunday...I told you about Sunday earlier.
Monday...today...well I'm mostly packed...I pretty much did all my packing the past couple of weeks and just have a few more things to round up.
And that's my mission y'all
Keep moving forward.
--Sister Carling
p.s. This is Tosha's mom. Her email never came through so I logged on to send it out of her draft folder. Anyway, I am attaching two pictures that were JUST NOW sent to me!! We sure appreciate Vanessa for sending them! THANK YOU VANESSA!!!
Real time pics eating dinner one LAST time at Fuego with Vanessa and Sister Niedert where according to Vanessa, when the manager heard it was Sister Carling's last time before going home, he comped their meal as a thank you for being such a loyal customer. How Awesome is that!!