Well. my shoutout for the week... Happy re-birthday to the one true church. I'm so glad you got restored, man. Don't know what we'd do without you.
And can we all just agree that conference this week was on point?
It always is. Such a win. So many champion talks. And I love when the General Authorities just like... exercise righteous dominion and cry repentance to the whole world over the podium.
Except, whoah? What was up with those people who opposed the Apostles?
Like... ON LIVE TELEVISION?
On a side note, why did nobody bother to tell me the Zayn left one direction? Did you all not think that this was something I would like to know about?
How can I even trust you people with anything.
So this week was...
So between the four of us we drank a 24 pack of water in like... 38 minutes. So what SHOULD have been a 3 hour drive turned into a very painful 6 hour drive with frequent bathroom stops.
It was so fun.
Then we also did a challenge to see who could handle putting 7 warheads in their mouth at the same time and I'm pretty sure that I burned the enamel off of my teeth (don't tell my dentist).
So yes that was eventful.
We had the full Pittsburgh experience as we popped in to visit Primanti Brothers and felt like true Pittsburghers. On our way into the shop, we even got stopped by a drunk guy who told us we were beautiful and then hugged us and asked for our autographs! Nothing better.
Then we stayed in an apartment in downtown pittsburgh with four other sisters and I got to sleep on a futon and if that doesn't sum up city life, I don't know what does.
All in all it was an excellent trip.
We got back to Hanover in time to celebrate my HUMP DAY which ended up being the worst day of my whole mission haha. No, it wasn't that bad. We did do some missionary work and then a wonderful sister in our ward taught us about FAMILY HISTORY which was rad. I caught the spirit of Elijah and everything. So that was great...
But yeah... It was legit just a rough struggle day. I had been feeling sick all day long but (forgive my awkwardness) I just attributed it all to "that time of the month" since the timing was just about right. So I just pushed through, thinking that I was just being a wimp. Well since it was my hump day we decided to go out to dinner with our district and the Shearers :) and we went to olive garden and I just was feeling so so sick. I didn't know what was wrong. So I asked Sister Shearer (my adopted mom) if she had any midol or advil or anything. So she gave me some but it wasn't working at all. I was just like, "man. This is rough. I've never had cramps this bad."
So, we got home, daily planned... and I just went straight to bed. like I barely had the strength to change into my jam jams. so I didn't like wipe my makeup off or brush my teeth or anything. (don't hate. sometimes the struggle is just too real)
Well I woke up about two hours later and just broke down sobbing. My companion woke up and was like, "are you okay!?" and I just whimpered, "I'm sorry. I don't know why... I just feel so sick." all breathy. Then I got up, walked to the bathroom and started dry heaving. Sister Talbot walked in and I said, "I don't think this has anything to do with my period, man." She laughed. I choked a little more and laughed and cried and said, "I don't think my body remembers how to throw up..." and then I just lost everything. Hahahahaha it was so awful. While I was puking I was just crying and sister talbot like pulled my hair out of my face into this awful side bun and it was so messy and my makeup was smeared all over my face cause I was bawling and I got up from the toilet and looked in the mirror and said, "I think this is what death looks like"
I guess I should have given a disclaimer that the faint of heart shouldn't read that or whatever... well, there it is. So I puked a couple more times and I was down for the count alljust feverish and achy and... man. I was sicker than a dog.
But then it was conference weekend which gave me the time to recover spiritually and physically from everything I went through ;)
So now I'm feeling ready to be a good little soldier again.
I know that I said I was restarting last week haha... I just can't seem to catch a break, you know? But oh well haha c'est la vie. It can't get any worse, so I should be good for at least a couple of months now. ;) So I really am restarting this week and I'm ready for a normal HEALTHY week of missionary work.
Sorry this email is pretty short. I didn't realize I was running so short on time, I was having so much fun chatting with people and responding to emails that I lost track of time! Yikes.
But I just want to share my testimony with you all that Christ lives! I mean, it's his birthday today (April 6!) so there's no better time to talk about Him. Even though it was Easter yesterday and so that throws me off a little bit.
But in all seriousness, our Savior lives and He is there for us at ever moment of our lives. The low points and the high points. He knows what we feel, and He knows what we need to feel in order to make it through the trials and the tribulations that we face because we live in a fallen world. I am grateful to have Him as my best friend. There's no one that can understand us the way He does.
I am grateful for a living prophet who has a powerful testimony of the Living Christ and a personal relationship with Him as well.
I am grateful for wonderful family and friends, and I am grateful to serve in a wonderful ward with so many incredible people.
This work is amazing and it is worthwhile because it is the Lord's.
Of these things I testify!!
I love you all.
Just keep this little struggler in your prayers, alright? :)
PS I will send pictures next week! Someone remind me!