It's 10:20 at night.
Will is passed out, I have a cold, and Brad isn't feeling well either.
I should definitely be in bed.
Instead I'm missing Ukraine.
I'm missing the babushki, speaking Russian 24/7, the juice, and super kontiki.
Most of all I miss the people I met while I was there.
When it's cold outside I always tell Brad, "Remember when it was colder than this and we would have to tract all day?"
I miss serving with Sem.
She is my sister that lives all the way in St. Petersburg.
I think she understood me better than anyone on my mission.
I wonder what Karina is up to these days.
She's the one second from the left.
She wanted to be baptized but her parents wouldn't let her.
She's probably 16 or 17 now.
Oh the Gushins.
I saw these two be baptized by their son Sergei on the left.
The father is now Branch President and they've been sealed in the Kiev temple.
We still skype sometimes but I want to go to their house and eat some yummy sweet and sour chicken!
Oh Sister Margarita.
We loved FHEs at her house.
Misha had a baptismal date and backed out.
He wanted so badly to go on a mission. He's the dark haired boy.
Stanaslov on the right was so close to baptism too.
I wish I could call him up and see how he's doing!
I miss this girl the most.
She backed out of her baptism a few days before.
She found us and wanted to be taught everything about the gospel.
I remember sitting in the kitchen with her and talking about life for hours on end.
She always felt like a sister.
I miss her so much!
Then there is this beautiful woman.
Sister Tumy and I were the first sisters to teach her and she was baptized shortly after I got transferred.
She was amazing and gorgeous inside and out!
Then there are these beautiful girls.
I hate to say I have forgotten their names.
The one on the bottom left loved missionaries so much and would always bring her sisters to church with her.
This picture always makes me laugh because right after it we enjoyed a lengthy and heated bible bashing session.
Mama Bigun.
She was the first person I understood in Russian.
She checked up on me my whole mission.
She really was my mom away from home.
She always welcomed me with open arms and was always a shoulder to cry on when I needed it.
Love her so so much!
I even miss those nights when we had no appointments and it was FREEZING outside and all we had to do was tract. So many good memories with so many ornery people. haha
I also laugh at this picture because my future husband took it.
I would pay so much money to go back to my mission and watch us knowing what I know now.
How cool is it to meet your spouse in Ukraine ON your mission?
Sorry for all the random pics and memories.
This is more for me than anyone else.
I remember someone telling me that once I got home to America after living in Ukraine for 18 months that it would all feel like a dream.
I can't even tell you how true it is.
I miss it so much but there isn't a day that I don't think about someone over there.
I am so so so grateful for the opportunity I had to live there.
It changed my life forever.
If you're reading this and thinking about going on a mission...GO RIGHT NOW!
haha
No but seriously....
That's all for now!