We'll it's been about twenty three and a half months since I left good old Centerville and it's time to come home. This last week in the mission field has been surreal, truly a strange experience. Not too much excitement happened but a lot of thought and preparation has gone into this last week. I don't know if I'm ready for this whole real life thing, but I'll give it a good shot.
I did have one amazingly crazy experience this week and it happened yesterday at dinner. So I'm just chilling at my bishops house waiting for my last dinner appointment to start and sitting across from me on the couch was a single sister from the ward. Her name is Sister Brown. Well we got to chatting about me coming home and she asked where I was going home to. I said oh a little town called Centerville in Utah, you've probably never heard of it. Turns out I was wrong she had heard of it. She got excited and said I know Centerville! "Do you happen to know the Clays??" "As in Tom Clay," I said!! "Yes," she exclaimed. She went on to tell me the story of how 33 years ago Tom Clay, then a young and handsome missionary with a full head of curly hair, baptized her and her husband Albert. Truly an amazing experience and what a small world. I'm just glad I found out before I left!!
Meet Sylvia Brown
Other than that whopper nothing much else happened this week. I am overly exciting to see you all in just a few short days!! Love you all and see you soon!!