This morning was kinda traumatic. I found out I'm coming home on the 17th instead of the 18th. You wouldn't think it would be a big deal, but it just is somehow. So, since I'm dealing with a minor case of PTSD, this email will be short.
I was sad to see 2014 die. 2014 was my "tunnel year" aka the entire year I spent on a mission. Probably the best year ever. (I seem to have a lot of superlatives lately, don't I). I don't have the words, nor am I going to try to summarize all it means to me.
In news world, my last transfer starts this week. 6 weeks from tomorrow I will be wheels down in SLC. Crazy. Incidentally, I am being transferred. Definitely did not expect that at all. I'm going to center Kyiv, Pechersky, it's called. I'm white-washing it (my companion is also brand new to the area). It's the biggest area in the mission, so that won't be hard at all (HA HA HA). It's going to be hard but it'll be an adventure. The prettiest parts of Kyiv are now my area, so that makes me happy. If I have to have many long, cold hours on the streets, at least it'll be pretty. The good news is that I'm back in leadership which means I'll get to go back to Chernigov AND to Vockresensky on exchanges, so that is a lovely little blessing. My new companion is awesome and from Ukraine!
Chernigov has been great. I wore my vyshivanka to church yesterday and ever single member told me I was beautiful. Vyshivankas are magic. I've loved this place because I have just seen so many people change a lot, especially considering I was only here 3 months. It's been great.
All the love,