My first mission president had a list of 10 things to help missionaries adjust being in the field. One of the 10 things was "expect an adjustment period" and within that adjustment comes phases. There's the something something phase...and the other phase....(both of which I can't remember haha something to do with shock, and then reality) and then comes the "like-it phase" and the "love-it phase." I really LIKE Mexico. I really LIKE my family that I live with and the kids at the school and the culture and all of that, but I don't LOVE it yet. I want to. I want to be in the love-it phase. I don't like doing things half-way, and that's what I realized I was doing at school today. I'm there physically and mentally, but emotionally I'm not. But the problem is I can't figure out where my heart is...if it's in Utah or in California. I am sad about the things I am missing out on this summer in Utah: Nathan's graduation tomorrow, Laura's wedding, our family reunion, Geneil's recital, teaching mission prep, working with the missionaries, birthday's, BBQ's, camping and boating trips, snow cones, hiking, laughing with friends, eating frozen yogurt and sitting there and talking for hours on end, going to girl's camp to help for a day, our awesome Disneyland road trip, all the things I didn't get to do for so long because I was a missionary....
But as much as I am missing all of those things in Utah I think I am still missing walking the blazing hot streets in the desert of California. Talking to people, loving them, serving them, getting rejected by them, stared at by them, and sometimes even getting yelled at. I miss the members and the families I taught. I even miss nightly planning! I loved knowing what I was going to do of every hour of everyday. Now I get letters every week from my companions that are still in the mission field. I am so filled with joy because I can feel their joy through their words and the light in their eyes from the pictures they send...but at the same time, there is a sadness that comes with it...that I'm not the one there. They're not "my family's" or "my investigators" anymore.
I don't really know where I am going with that other than, I'm ready to LOVE Mexico. I'm ready to put my heart into my lessons and into teaching and being involved with the lives of everyone here.
It's raining right now. My window is open and the fan is on and 'se siente rico el aire!' I feel like my Spanish has taken a little jump of improvement in the last couple days and that makes me excited. I feel driven to complete the goals that I have set for the summer. I'm behind on a few of them, but I'm going to keep working. I want to use this time wisely and become a better person because of the things I will experience and learn this summer in Mexico. I have never had so much time to just sit and ponder and read and study and write. I have had some great plans come to mind for the future and things that I can do to improve here and now. I am grateful that Heavenly Father is aware of us and that he knows where we are at all times, whether that be physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually. He's so good. :)