GOOD-BYE ANTARCTICA!

Fetal positions everybody!

 

Cambios just came out like 5 minutes ago and I found out I´m returning to infancy. Rahue Alto here I come! (In case no one remembers, I started my mission in Rahue Alto in the sector Camino Real...I´m going to Zona Rahue Alto Sector Rahue Alto).  I´m going to be with Hermana Kelley who came to the mission in January and she is just southern belle. At Christmas, all us sisters were in the mission home and prez pulled out her picture and said ¨look who´s coming to the mission¨ we all just died because she´s so beautiful, but then consoled ourselves with the fact that we all get fat out here and one day she will too. :). Nah, it´s all a joke.  But seriously, we are in for some good times.

So the elders called us last week and said ¨Hermana Bourne, you have to be downtown at 930 tomorrow with your first suitcase to send because you are leaving.¨ LAME. I won´t lie...I cried. I can honestly say that I´ve absolutely enjoyed and relished every day I´ve had down here...wind and evil gross dogs and slipping on the ice and menos activos and all. 

 I think one of the greatest joys I´ve felt was yesterday was during church.  During the sacrament, I was praying and then ended and looked up to take the sacrament and who should it be but Davidcito...Melisa´s son.  I hadn´t realized that he was passing the sacrament.  It was his very first time and he did it with such reverence and dignity I just burst into tears.  I just stared at him the rest of the sacrament (not creepily...don´t worry) with disbelief at the joy and love that God has allowed me down here at the end of the world.  I watched him pass the bread and water to Melisa and she just cried with joy.  ah, the simple things. I LOVE this family.

I was sitting at the piano when all this happened and tried to compose myself...but then I saw Alvaro and Laura (the Uruguayans) take the bread and water and just smile and just about died with love.  I looked at every single face in the congregation and knew their names and what was happening in their families and what their worries and hopes are and my body just filled with a love that I don´t think I´ve ever felt before.  I know Heavenly Father loves these people. I know He cares for them in their worries and problems and I know our Savior died for every single one of them.  There are many of them that I think I might do anything for.

Speaking of love. BAPTIZZLE! Alvaro and Laura were baptized this Saturday in a small, reverent, beautiful, and joyful baptism.  Their hyperactive four year old named Franco laughed with childlike joy as he watched his parents get baptized.  Then he shouted ¨I´m going to swin when I´m eight.¨ No wonder we have to become as little children.

Good-bye Straits of Magellan!!!

Shoutouts....ALmost died laughing when I found out that Haven cries every time dad holds her! BAAHH! Don´t feel too bad dad, I make children cry unintentionally down here all the time.... Maybe we just have really creepy faces...no se. 

 Blob, thank you for your hilarious emails! My papito is getting LASER surgery this week so that just makes me happy we´re on the same wavelength. I love hearing from you- you are phenominal..don´t let my family push you and your gigantic head around.  James, thank you for writing me. It seems you are getting better and better every day.  Done Sean, ask my little sister out on a date for pete´s sake!  Tiff, I love you so much. I hope you´re doing well.  Good luck in Europe, it will be the adventure of a lifetime!!

Katie, keep up the amazing life and the awesome grades! Holy shrapnel!  You know my opinion about the whole schpeel...listen to Ashley and mom--ALWAYS...they will never lead you wrong....

Well, I´m headed off now. Love you all!

Hermana Bourne