Oh my!!!! I just screamed when I read the Spencer is going on a service mission!!! I’m so happy for him!!!! Oh my goodness that’s awesome!!!! Wow! FIVE MISSIONARIES out at the same time! I can hardly believe that! And all of them are either Elder or Sister Wadsworth!
Okay, that stuff about the family history is SO COOL (Pres. and Sister Nelson’s talk)! It’s really neat! Kayliegh’s mom is learning from the elders, and this week she asked us if we would help her and her husband with their family history! I was so excited! Half the members of her family are learning from the missionaries right now, and it’s really amazing! God loves families! The ones that are alive, and ones that have gone, and the ones that are yet to be!
I’m leaving Swansea! I was so sad all week, and I cried several times because I felt like I was leaving home. Our district has been doing a lot of crying lately. Anyway, I’m going to Stourbridge, which is in Birmingham Zone! I felt like I was either going to Cheltenham Zone or Birmingham, and Birmingham it was! I really don’t want to leave Wales, but I’m also glad I get to go there, I mean, it’s the Birmingham Mission after all. I feel like I’m coming back to Wales before the end of my mission though. I’ve heard Stourbridge is a really nice place though, and apparently the ward is really amazing, so that puts me at peace. Oh also, my companion is Sister Price from Utah, and surprise! neither of us have served in that area before. We’re pinkwashing it and kicking the elders out! So that’ll be fun and scary to go in with absolutely no clue what is happening and starting from scratch. There is a team of elders in the ward though, so hopefully they can tell us what we need to know.
I love Wales! I think my heart is here. Yesterday after sacrament meeting the ward sang farewell to Elder Hellyer. It’s a special tradition they do for missionaries when they leave for home. I probably shouldn’t have, but I recorded it. I was crying along with him because I knew it was my last Sunday there too.
I’m actually really sad. There was a LOT happening and starting up here in Swansea, but I guess I can’t stay in the best area forever. I have to give someone else a chance. But I feel like I’m ready to go at the same time. I feel like I’ve worked really hard and done everything I’m supposed to for right now. And I get to ride a bike again! Yay! Now I can slim back down after the couple of pounds that I’ve been putting on over the past six months. That’s a third of my mission here though, and it kinda feels like leaving home again. I’ve never cried about leaving a companion or an area before, but I cried a LOT this week. Oh well, I’m happy though. Yesterday in RS we studied chapter three of Gordon B. Hinckley’s manual about cultivating an attitude of happiness and optimism, and I realized that I’m normally genuinely a happy person, and that I can make myself be happy when I need to. Happiness is a choice that we all have to make, sometimes more consciously than at other times, so I’ve decided that I’m going to be really happy in this next area and the next district. I’ve made it a goal to be as happy as I can possibly be for the last half of my mission.
Well, I knew it was going to happen sometime, and Wednesday night was when it decided to come. I had a meltdown. The past six months in Swansea have been the best of my mission and the last transfer especially with everyone I love so much, I just couldn’t handle leaving. I cried. And I mean CRIED. For at least an hour. Poor Sister Romero. Haha, she tried to comfort me, but I just cried harder thinking of all the people I was going to miss from this area, members and missionaries alike.
After a bit she got tired of me, so she decided to call the elders so she could have someone to talk to who was sane. I thought, ‘Oh good! They’ll probably say something stupid and make me laugh, and it’ll cheer me up.’ But those stupid elders had to go and get all serious and mushy, and try to speak words of comfort, a feat at which they didn’t fail. Elder Sinclaire got all district leadery and said, “Listen, Sister Wadsworth, you will leave your area honourably, having served the Lord and the people here to the best of your ability. You’ve affected missionaries, members, and non-members here for the better for a long time, and you’re leaving the area much better than you found it. And now the Lord needs you to go a different way, and all you can do is go where He wants you to go…And we’ll miss you.”
NO! That wasn’t what I needed to hear! I was almost done crying when she called them, but once he started saying things like that I started all over again.
Then Sister Romero said she wanted to talk to Nemo (for some reason we call Elder Bassett Nemo. I think it went: Bassett, Bass, Fish, Nemo, or something like that) because Elder Sinclaire was making it worse. So then she said, “Nemo, do you have any words of comfort for Sister Wadz?”
“Sister Wadsworth is sad, say something to make her feel better.”
“….uuhhh…..I don’t know what to say.”
“Tell her everything’s going to be okay.”
“Sister Wadsworth, everything is going to be okay.” I started giggling just because he said exactly what Sister Rom told him to say. But then he started going on with, “Heavenly Father knows exactly who you are and where He needs you to go. Don’t worry about anything, He’s got your back. He’s looking out for you. I know it, because I asked Him to.”
Wrong move, Nemo! When did they go get sweet and kind all the sudden?
Well that didn’t work, so we decided to work it out for ourselves, but then the zone leaders called to chat.
Sister Rom: “Sister Wadz is sad because the transfer is coming to an end, and probably her time in Swansea as well. And she’s been crying for almost an hour. Do you have anything to say to her?”
Holbrook: “…Yeah, Elder Hellyer does.”
Hellyer: “….No! Sister Wadsworth, hang in there, girl! Stay with me! Don’t give in yet! We’ve all got four more days together! Don’t be a drippy faucet for all of them, save it for Sunday. Please, spare me! Have some mercy, I just want to die in peace!”
Okay that made me laugh a little bit. I dried up all right after that, but I sure had a cry for myself.
Saturday night Sister Romero, Kelly, Nancy, (two YSA) and I sang for Elder Hellyer at our cottage evening. We sang, “I’ll Go Where You Want Me To Go” since he is going home, since he’s really sad and he said it’s hard to leave, but it feels like another transfer where God is calling him to go somewhere else, only this time, it’s home. Poor guy. He barely kept it together!
Okay, that was a ridiculously long email with probably a lot of unnecessary information. I’m sorry! But man, what a week.
Oh also, I gave blood this week! And I didn’t even pass out! I was pretty majorly proud of myself. The elders were disappointed though, because they know that my constitution concerning those things isn’t the greatest, so they were counting on a show, or something exciting happening. Not today, friends! I was pretty tired for the next day though, because I didn’t eat much for the rest of the day after that because we were traveling.
We had a zone meeting and Elder Hellyer bawled. It was really sad. I have exactly nine months left tomorrow! I’m kind of an emotional wreck right now. Wow, one minute I’m just blank because there are so many emotions that I don’t know which one to entertain. The next I’ve picked one, and it almost always ends up with me crying. The Spirit is really trying to help me all the time, and I know that the reason I’m so emotional is because of love. That’s the one emotion I’m feeling all the time, but for different things and in different degrees, but it just all makes me cry. Love for the area, for my companion, for my district, for the Lord. Because I’m leaving members here, it makes me cry, because I love them. Man! Why does love do that? I guess it’s the most divine quality we have inherited, and maybe our mortal bodies and brains just don’t know how to handle it sometimes.
On that note, I love YOU and everyone else!