This post is rather late, but I wanted to share it anyways, because well, it will end my mission. So here is a little recap of the last few days of my mission.
Monday was SO sad! But it was also really awesome. It started out with a "Farewell Brunch". All of the elders wore their skinniest ties (I didnt get a picture. Sad face!). That was really fun. We went to Ihop and had a great brunch. Elder Anderle and I shared something, but he ordered confusingly so we ended up with extra eggs...for free! Yay!
After brunch we headed to the church to play a little basketball, like we like to do. Well I was on Jergys team, and I obviously suck at basketball, but I love being on Jergys team because he supports everything I do! When I foul someone and they call "Foul!", Jergy will always say "Yeah, on you maybe!" or when I ask if something is legal, that obviously isnt, he always says "Yeah, thats basketball.". Hahaha. I love him, he is the greatest. Our time way to quickly ended and after some very very bittersweet goodbyes, I headed up to Tempe.
When I got to Tempe I went straight into my exit interview with President Toone. It was pretty great and not like I thought it would be. He tried to convince me that we wouldnt cry, and we didnt...for a few minutes. But when he gave me the magnents from the transfer board, I cried and so did he. He ended my interview with a beautiful blessing that he gave me in behalf of himself as well as President Howes and it was absolutly awesome.
The rest of the evening was spent just reminising about the mission and all the things that we learned. We had an awesome testimony meeting and watched a little video slideshow. I then spent the night in the mission home with Hna Folsom. We both reluctantly took off our nametags, the realization of the next morning finally pressing on our minds, and for the last time went to bed right at 10:30.
Tuesday was like a dream. We all woke up about 5:00am and got ourselves ready to head to the airport. We said our final goodbyes to President and Sister Toone and loaded up in the action van to our terminals. The drive to the airport was weird and Hna Escobar and I remaniced about a similar ride we took together 18 months earlier, but in the other direction. I am so grateful that I have had the chance to have Hna Escobar with me through all of these big transitions.
We made it to the airport without to much trouble and found our gate and before we knew it we were taking off and waving goodbye to my beloved Phoenix valley. A short hour later we were touching down in Salt Lake City. This is where Hna Escobar and I parted ways. She went to catch her connecting flight to Boise, and I headed to the escalator and my family.
The descent down the escalator lead me right into a surprise. Jess told me that he was leaving on his mission on the 24th of July, but when I spotted my family there he was. I headed straight to hug him and he told me he lied about his departure date, cuz he thought it would be funny. It sorta was. Jess was there, and my parents, and my best friends from high school. I am so grateful for all of them for supporting me. And boy was it great to see them.
At home, my nieces and nephews were waiting in the front yard with a welcome home sign and plenty of hugs! And I finally got to meet Issac and Camille! They are just gems!
Noon came far to quickly and I headed to the stake center, to get released. That was horrible. I have never been so sad as when President Linguard released me as a full time missionary. I just started bawling and couldnt stop. I couldnt take my nametag off and just didnt want to accept it. My awesome dad just took a walk with me and let me cry.
When people asked me what I was going to do when I got home the answer always was "I am going to hold my nieces and nephews, get a pedicure and eat a peach rainbow", well I never told my family that, but that is what my cousins had planned for me. They are so sweet and we had so much fun. And they didnt judge me when I just spontaneously cried. Haha.
After some cousin time, my great friends planned me a little get together. We went to the park and had a picnic and they also just let me zone out from time to time. It was really weird. I love them all, but it was strange that they didnt really have any idea what the last 18 months of my life had been like. But its ok.
All in all, it is good to be home, but I will miss Arizona and Hermana Parry. I am incredibly grateful for the last 18 months and for all I have been through. I have made so many friends. I have been loved by so many people and loved in return. I have seen the gospel of Jesus Christ change countless lives, most importantly my own. I learned a new language, I learned a new culture. I have grown in every way possible and have learned who I am. I am so grateful to my Heavenly Father who knows me better than I know me. I have truly had the best 18 months of my life and will never ever forget Tempe.