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Happy Reunion

I'm sure people get sick of me talking about the mission, the people from the mission, etc.  But it was the most life-changing 18 months of my life that have ever been, and because of it, I am who I am today.    It is something you can't take out of or away from me....  I have days where I miss it more than others, I have days where I see people from the mission, so it's like I'm in a different world on those days.

This week, I pulled out my last mission journal (I was looking for something in it), and as soon as I opened it and began reading the simple words on the pages, memories came flooding back into my mind, and I went back in my mind to those last few weeks, those last few days....and then I shut the journal just as suddenly as I'd opened it.  I couldn't stand it.  I miss it, so much.  Even though I am moving forward with life, with school and new goals, I miss that part of my life, and sometimes I honestly want to go back.  It's just too hard sometimes to relive it through my own words written in the journal....and then I realized that since I've been back, I've never opened a mission journal, because I just can't.  It's too hard.

Today was awesome...my CTM district had 13 missionaries in it, and when we left to go to our missions, we had a plan to have a reunion at Chili's after the mission.  That happened today!  Unfortunately, not everyone could make it, but we did manage to get 8 of us together to have a happy reunion!!
And it was so great to be able to see these lovely people again and reminisce and catch up on our current lives.  Elder Rhodes will be the first to get married, as his wedding is next month!  Then we had the usual fun of "what's your team?" and "who's getting married next?" and just catching up on life in general.  I love these people dearly, and while I know that we are going our separate ways (we can already see it), leading separate lives, they are dear friends who will always live in my heart, who I will never forget.  9 short weeks together is all it took to consider these guys my very own brothers, and come close to my companions.  
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