The amount of time before I'm officially a missionary for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latterday Saints.
Wow. This is REAL.
I've been waiting around thinking this would never come, like a total drama queen, and now IT'S HERE. It completely snuck up on me without me even noticing.
My farewell is on Sunday. Topic: Becoming a Disciple of Christ. I have so many family members and friends traveling from far and near to come support me and I feel SO blessed and loved.
Preparing for this mission has been quite a bit harder than I thought it would be, and I'm so grateful for the amazing help my mom, dad and ward family have been to me.
My mom. What a woman. Seriously, I don't know anyone else like her. What did I do to deserve her in my life? I think that is going to be the number one hardest thing about leaving for 18 months. Not having her near, and not being able to just call her up anytime I want. I've come to a realization that having my mom is truly a privilege. We should never take our loved ones for granted... they won't be with us forever, and we should cherish every moment we spend with them.
I've been given several teaching opportunities by my ward in the past few weeks and I'm really grateful for the experiences. It's put into perspective how far I have come as a teacher... and how far I still need to go. It gave me a little taste of what I'll be doing for the next 18 months.
4 days. 21 hours. 35 minutes. 31seconds. Then I will be set apart as a representative of Jesus Christ.
Hermana Franklin.
Can I really do this?
