I know this is lame, but I actually remember the dinner we had. It was probably because she cooked it inside a pumpkin. It was delicious.
Of course, I forgot what we did for FHE, but I'm sure it was spiritual.
I actually have a dated journal entry for this day.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Today I packed. I felt like vomiting and crying at the sametime. Is that possible? Well, it is, because I felt it. I dont want to leave. I want to continue to be a good missionary. To become better. I keep relearning lessons. I guess I just don't seem to get it. I have so much to learn. But I think I'm beginning to understand myself. I'm excited, I'm sad, I'm mad at myself, I'm anxious, I'm nervous, I'm faithful, I'm faithless. I seem to go from one emotion to another.
I know I'm going home, and then sometimes I don't feel like I am. It's like I go back into denial. The area is getting doubled in, so we are scrambling to get the area book all updated and the apartment in tip top shape so the new sisters don't have much stress, well, that it won't add to the stress. I know what it feels like to get doubled in. It's scary and yhou don't know where anything is. We are goin to try really hard to make small notecards so they will know how to get to different cities and whatnot.
All I can remember from this night is Sister Woolley freaking out because she was getting transferred. It was a crazy night, but it was memorable!
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