Turns out that both Elder Hosman and I are getting *dun dun dun* TRANSFERRED!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, two sisters are coming into our place so I reckon they'll bring heaps of blessings.
We spent the last couple of days saying our goodbyes to members of the ward. It was really hard as we've become really close with many, many members here.
Sunday was the hardest day for me in all honesty, but before that I'll begin with some interesting news from the week...
Last P-day we were at the Wheelers for some goat chasing adventures. There was a goat named George who, well, was in need of a long holiday in the paddock up above! We were summoned by Brother Wheeler, and by we I mean my companion and me, as well as the Elders from Burnie who came down to hang with us, and it was hilarious! We chased that dang goat around for at least an hour. Elder Hurt, a golden (new) missionary, was wearing vans. He's a bigger missionary from California and he was trying to run to grab the goat and slipped about 5 times on his butt. It was crack up!!
After we finally caught the goat, we played some basketball with Rowin and Jayme, the sons of Brother Wheeler. They are awesome, awesome guys! Rowin is a STUD basketball player and he's only 12! Jayme is just the man and is lost when it comes to playing sports but gives it his all. He's quick as though, so he was our secret weapon in times of trouble when playing some touch rugby. Anyway... to the news: turns out when we were playing Elder Hosman came down on his pinky toe and popped it out of socket. He said it felt like it disappeared but he kept playing. He is a tough as guy... I don't know how I would have responded to a feeling like that in my toe. We played touch for another 2 hours and then the next morning his foot had swelled up like a plum! There was a massive circular bruise around his pinky toe as well as under his foot. He got X-rays from a podiatrist in our ward named Brother Roger.. who is the man by the way, and got a "Moon boot" for Elder Hosman...
And to make matters even more fun... we were without our vehicle because it was in the shop getting repairs. We still worked heaps but it was hilarious watching people as Elder Hosman hobbled down the street in a giant black boot to protect his foot.
That was fun....
Anyway, we had a slow week because of that but then we got a call Saturday morning saying that the flat we had spent HEAPS OF TIME LAST TRANSFER setting up in East Ward Area needed to have two beds and a desk taken to another area in Tasmania.
We knew from this news that two things were happening. 1) SISTERS WERE COMING INTO DELORAINE!!! 2) Only 1 set of missionaries would be over two wards.
We talked about it heaps on the drive down. By the way... driving on the left side of a road is an adventure. I'm starting to have dreams about driving on the left side. Being in America will be an interesting time! Mum... don't let me drive on the way home from the airport.. PLEASE!
Turns out... that night..we found out that we were both getting transferred OUT... FOR SISTERS!
We were sad and excited as well. 6 months and 4 months in Tassie is a long time for 1 area in all honesty! But it was OUR home. Somsone said that Elder Hosman has been there so long he's as old as the furniture haha. :D Anyway, we went that night to visit our recent convert Anthony and Cassie. We talked, said our goodbyes and ate apple cinnamon muffins for a treat.
Sunday came: and that was tough... I woke up feeling like I was leaving home again.
We went to church and it was awesome. The East Ward (our morning Sacrament meeting) had us bear our testimonies and seeing people tear up was hard for me! I LOVE MY LAUNIE FAMILY! The meetings were filled with the Spirit, and the end came when we said our goodbyes with many of the members. There were heaps of photos taken, and many emails exchanged. I've never felt so loved from a ward before in my life... I cannot say it enough.
After Church we made our rounds to the members we needed to go see. I'll mention a few here:
First was the King Family. Sister Lisa King and her family have seriously been one of the reasons I KNOW I am meant to be here in Australia. Meeting her and her boys has been one of the greatest blessings. We spent a lot of time there, with Brother Christian as well, and played footy in the back yard followed by cricket. It was while I was there that I found out that BYU LOST TO UTAH AGAIN!!??!?! DA HECK!!!!??? Probably good I wasn't home to see that. I'd be livid as.
Anyway, I want to talk about the youngest son first named Kobe King. He is 5 years old and is a bucket of energy! No lie, he is going to be a professional footy player one day for the Hawthorn Hawks, Tassie's AFL team. He has a tendency however when playing footy to wear trousers that reveal what we love to call the PLUMBER BUTT! It's one of the funniest things ever because he even made a dance to it called the "Plumber Butt dance."
Harri--the middle child--- is going to be an AMAZING footy player one day as well. He is so competitive! It's GOOD! He gets angry sometimes when playing because Elder Hosman would "Mark" ( A term used in footy basically meaning that a player caught the ball that was kicked ), and hand it to Kobe to kick since he's a bit smaller than the rest of us. Plus, Hosman was in his Moonboot so he wasn't much good for playing.
I love HARRI!! He's THE MAN!!
THe oldest son Named Jaylen is 14--- and he is... THE MAN!!! He's such an athlete himself and is always picking fights with me (out of love of course) and we pretend punch each other heaps. It's a blast. Even Sister King got into the fun! It was a great time with my Tassie Family. After that, we went inside and took photos, then went on our way to our next stop.
Before we left, Harri hopped in our car and said "Nope... you aren't leaving and I'm not getting out!" He started to tear up and cry and Elder Hosman and I just looked at each other with sadness in our hearts. Our time with them was over... but it was only for a small season. I'll be back! MUM! YOU'RE COMING TO TASSIE!
Then we went to the Wheelers and spent some time with them. We took photos, reminisced about the good days, and then Brother Wheeler printed me out a program to use for the rest of my mission work work outs in the morning. HECK YEAH!!!! They are an amazing family as well. Rowin started tearing up a bit when we left and said " you guys are the best missionaries." That meant heaps to me. All the love was sinking down into my heart as I realized that this was soon going to be over.... but again... not forever! Sister Wheeler even started crying and as we drove off they took a video off their porch and waved to us as we departed off on our journey to the mainland!
We then were able to go to Tea with the Clarks. It was amazing!! SHE IS AN AMAZING COOK. Mum... she honestly would be your best friend. She is a interior designer and loves to cook anything and everything. We often were her Guinea pigs... it was the best ever. We had venison, roasted beat root, roasted potatoes, carrots, and "pumpkin" (we call it squash back home.. It's different no matter what the Aussie's say ;) ), cheesey Coliflower, and a smoked chicken pie. Then for dessert we had vanilla ice cream over a DELICIOUS gooey.... cake-like thing with cinnamon apple baked into it. It was good as that's all you need to know!
Then we went to the Roger's house: They have 5 wonderful kids that are FIREBALLS. We woke them up but they still said goodbyes to us. They recorded the entire time we were there and I have to tell you... I've never been more tickled in my life! Charlotte, Chelsea, Joe, and Archie ( 2 girls, 2 boys) TICKLED ME TO DEATH! I was red, blue, purple, and nearly wet myself from all the tickling. I could hardly breath! They just attacked me! It was awesome though :)
Then we took photos, and got a present?!? WHAT DID THEY GET US?!?! A boomarang, a Aussie shirt with heaps of Aussie slang written on it, a hand written letter from Brother and Sister Rogers, and a HUGE 300g chocolate bar that I nearly devoured entirely when I got home... yes... I ate heaps... but I didn't eat anything all day and felt like splurging. She'll be right. Cadbury chocolate is good as by the way! That's the Aussie Chocolate company here. It rivals Hersheys at times... not gonna lie.
Then we went home, finished packing, did a bit of numbers since Elder Hosman is the District Leader, and headed to bed.
It was sad.... really sad.... but such an amazing day.
I'm so lucky to be on a mission, serving the Lord and spreading the Gospel of Jesus Christ in it's fullness, that has been restored. Tassie has been my home! I'm going to miss it heaps, and as 6 months comes around this Friday, I can only imagine how amazing the rest of my mission can be. It's all what you make of it, and what you do to be happy with what you do. The mission is amazing, and all those still debating on going or not... JUST DO IT. You'll never regret it if it's what YOU want to do. Don't feel forced. Find what makes you happy, and do it. I know that we are so blessed with the people in our lives. I Love my Family back at home. HEATH, EMMA, CHASE, GAGE, MAMA+PAPA GISH, SAM ( IN Taiwan), MUM, DAN, KARA, KRISTA, BROOKE, BRITTNEY, CALEB, MAMA WHITNEY, and MANY MANY OTHERS that I miss heaps and think of often.
I've come to have another family here in Tassie: THE ROGERS, THE KINGS, MY BROTHERS JAYLEN, HARRI, KOBE, My favorite Tassie sister Lisa KING, THE WHEELERS, ROWIN, JAYME, and heaps more.... they are amazing people. I love them. Just thought I'd say it.
Well I won't know where I am going or who I'll be with until tomorrow. Hopefully this email was worth it. ( I got to take a bit extra time for it WOO!)
I Love the Work, I love the Gospel. It's true. Jacob 6:12 "O be wise; what can I say more?"
Jacob pretty much sums it up. Be wise.. Live the gospel... LOVE YOUR FAMILY + FRIENDS!!!
With Love (and a sad/ excited heart),