Monday, March 9, 2015


The Philly airport @ 1am.
That's a normal time to be at the airport, right?
Friday, February 27th 2015
Welp. I'm home. I'm a Returned Missionary... That's crazy to say. But also so so so awesome.

This is week two of being home.
It's weird.
But a happy weird.
<---Here's proof

I love reconnecting with family, old friends, mission companions/friends. Its been super fun. But I do miss my mission a ton. I miss Colorado. I miss wearing a nametag. I miss teaching the gospel. And I even miss having a companion... did I just say that? Totally kidding but that alone time thing though...
RM life is a tad bit awkward. Even though I didn't learn a new language on my mission. I feel like I did! (mission lingo for the win) I keep mixing up words and phrases, stumbling over my words. I think the universe just likes the fact that RM's are super awkward. I'm sure that its charming, right?
Enough about my awkwardness, lets get to the spiritual aspect of this post...

I LOVE my mission for several reasons but just to name a few:

It changed me. You can't learn more about the Gospel of Jesus Christ and teach it every day and NOT become more fully converted to the gospel.
It strengthened me.
It made me think about my life and how I needed to change to be who Heavenly Father knows I could be.
It gave me hope. The kind of hope that helped me to know that I can get through anything with God.
My relationship with my Savior, Jesus Christ is so much stronger because I was allowed to feel just a sliver (probably smaller.. so maybe a speck? or a dot?) of how he felt while he was on the earth.
It helped me understand the scriptures/doctrine better.
It helped me to gain a better eternal perspective.
It was the best thing for my life.
It helped me make better goals for myself.
It helped me to know where I want to go after this life.
It helped me to know who I am and to act accordingly.
I was able to feel Godly love for those around me. You just learn to love people when you see  them through God's eyes.
The people that I met. (Probably one of my favorite things about the mission)
 The laughs, inside jokes, awkward funny moments AND the hard trials, the heartache, and the  disappointment. I know that there must be opposition in all things. And that's okay.

I just like to look at it as: I'm Kyra 2.0 ;)

I couldn't have asked for a better experience and I thank my Father in Heaven every day that I was able to serve a mission. It may not have been part of my life plans a few years ago but I KNOW with all my heart that I needed to serve a mission. There are people that I met on my mission that I know that I needed to find and teach. We can have such powerful influences on others lives whether we realize it or not. I learned that its important to share the gospel at. all. times. We can do that by our words or actions. Choose to do both!

The gospel of Jesus Christ is for everyone. It changes people. It saves their lives. I know this because that's exactly what it did for me.

                                            Happy Monday y'all!