Surprise!

Hey Y'all!

So probably most of you are aware that I am no longer in Brasil. Turns out that walking missions don't have much use for missionaries that can't walk. So they sent me home. I got the results of the MRI on Friday, my mission president showed them to the mission doctor on Saturday (who said, "Absolutely  not, get her out of here or she will break her foot in half"), and I flew out Sunday night. It all happened rather quickly. On the plus side, if you ride through the airport with a boot and a wheelchair, you get to cut all the lines. Fun fact.

So here I am! I guess this is the end of the blog, because nobody wants to read about how I sat on the couch all this week, watching movies and knitting a blanket. Doesn't have quite the same appeal.

I just want to say thought that I am really grateful for the opportunity to have served as a missionary. I learned a lot; none of the things I thought I would learn, but it was all a good lesson. I also want to say thanks to everybody who read. Knowing that I could turn around and write my experiences on the blog helped me get through some rather unpleasant situations. Like projectile vomiting in the street. I was able to turn to my companion and say: "Well at least this will make a good story." And while I'm pretty sure she questioned my sanity at those moments, it still helped. :)

Hopefully at some point I achieved my goal, which was to give the view of missionary life outside all the spiritual moments. Because everybody has been on the mass email list of missionaries. I have, and I will totally own up to what happens. They all write the exact same thing; spiritual moments, awesome lessons, awesome investigators, awesome meetings, etc, and after about 7 weeks I stop reading them. They never write about what life is like outside of missionary work. So I decided I would. I hoped that if I did that, people wouldn't put my emails in their spam mail. :)

So thanks everyone! Keep remembering all those missionaries who are having these same experiences, but they're just too classy to tell you about them. :) Send them some love, say your prayers, go to church, etc.

Love,
Sister Peart