Over the past few years I have been to dozens of farewells and homecomings for my missionary friends. Today, I attended my own. It was an incredibly surreal experience. It seems so final now.
I've been on an emotional roller coaster over the past week. Yesterday, I broke down after a batch of cookies didn't turn out quite right, for heavens sake. So it's no surprise that as we began the meeting this morning and I looked out at a sea of faces that I loved and admired, I was overwhelmed with love and the emotions again began to flow. For the rest of the day I have been constantly working to hold back tears. Tears of stress, and sadness, and fear, but most of all, happiness.
Today was wonderful. I was able to bear my testimony to all those most important in my life. What could be better than that? Much of my talk was based on this speech by Elder Bednar. You should read it. It's life changing.
As an almost missionary I now understand how much this day means. I am so grateful for all those that made time to be there to support me on such a busy day. I don't know how to adequately thank everyone who needs to know of my sincere appreciation but here is my lame attempt:
Thank you to family friends. From old ward members, to the parents of my friends, and more. You had no obligation to be there today, yet you were, thank you.
And finally, thank you to my family. Thank you for all your hard work to make today happen. Thank you for putting up with me and all my stress. Thank you...for everything. You are my everything.
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