Monday, April 18, 2011

April 18, 2011

Hello Everyone!
  I hope everyone is having a wonderful week and enjoying life. Life is pretty great isn't it? Something I have realized lately is that you have to recognize the little things in life that make it great. I had a bit of a hard week this week, and I really came to appreciate the little blessings our Heavenly Father gives us each and every day (and how many more he is willing to give us if we would just ask!) Nothing about my week is anything to worry about. In fact, nothing that happened had anything to do with me. The short version is that there was a situation in another area and they needed one of my trainers, Hna Gallegos, to go there and take care of the area while we helped out the other sister. It was really hard. I won't go into detail, but as a result we have lost Hna Gallegos for the rest of this transfer and the other sister is going to a different area.
   That being said, I think this week will be a lot calmer and more productive, and Hna Dollahite and I will power through until hopefully we can have Hna Gallegos back for next transfer. One blessing out of all of this is that I have gotten really close to Hna Dollahite and have been able to spend quite a bit of time with my mission President and his wife!
   It is so hard to describe a mission to people who don't know and haven't experienced it. Imagine one of those line graphs we all saw in school that charts progress over time. Well, the line hitting the top of the graph and almost going out of the square is life on a mission. The one in the middle lower half of the graph is real life. The time passing is life. The middle line has little blips up and down but mostly stays pretty steady and any downward or upward movement is gradual over a period of time. The top line looks like the lines you see on a heart monitor, up down up down up down, constantly over and over and over, never stopping. It feels like it is going a million miles an hour and every little tiny thing affects it in some way every minute of every hour of every day. When you have that picture in your head and you look at the graph as a whole, you notice that even the lowest of lows on the mission are still much higher than ANYTHING that happens in real life, and the tops of the highs you can't even see, because they are somewhere off in space or something! So that is my life. Highs and lows and a cycle of them every day all day and an existence that is so incredibly rewarding and fun that it is literally impossible to describe.
   Fun. That is another thing. Who knew how much fun a mission would be? I have SO much fun, and I laugh all the time all day long! Who knew? Just the other day my companions and I literally sat in our car and laughed for almost twenty minutes as we watched a guy trying to use a circular saw and a caulking gun outside his trailer while using his plastic garbage can as a balance AND leveler! Oh man, even now I am laughing about this, but maybe you just had to be there! Then we got out and met Sean and he is not only a very nice guy, but asked us to drop off some literature every time we are around. Can do Sean, can do.
    How I love you all back in the real world. I really do. I miss you and all thing things about regular life. I miss baseball games and cookouts on the deck. I miss my family and friends (even the ones who don't write me; you know who you are!) I miss kicking back and talking with my little brother and playing with my dog (man do I miss her). But you know what? I don't miss all those things one fraction to the degree that I love my mission. And that is the truth.
   I really will start writing some stories about the people and the funny things that happen to me during the days and weeks. This week I was planning to, but I was feeling particularly introspective. I hope this helps someone out there. It helped me just to write it. I am so lucky. I want all of you to know that I love my life and I am so thankful for each and every one of your thoughts and prayers. I feel them every day.
Love you all,
Hermana Levanger

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