But apparently anyone who knows anything about anyone else learns it from that magical source, and I do feel quite out of the loop when someone says, “didn’t you see that on Facebook??” And I look back at them blankly because no, I didn’t.
I posted that pic. in another post but let’s just look one more time, because I miss them! That was such a great bunch of people.
So many memories flooded in…how much fun my last companion and I had…including purchasing the most cheesy matching vests just to stand out a little.
Oh man I love that Sora Flake!
Sister missionaries for a pizza lunch one p-day:
Our beloved mission president’s wife surrounded by still more cheesy vests:
(Interesting fact, see that girl on the end with the red lipstick? Her husband is Elle’s drawing professor at BYU-Hawaii. I know. Small world.)
Oh man I sure love all those people who helped mold me into who I am. Who were so strong in the beginning phases of the church in Romania.
We didn’t have a mission president in Romania for the first half of the time I was there. Our mission president was in Hungary, (Romania hadn’t become a mission yet), so our Assistants to the President (APs) were really kind of in charge and they were just good, and all these people I served with were just as good. I learned SO MUCH from them.
Sitting there at that restaurant looking at these pictures I sure missed them. And wished I got to see them on a regular basis still. Every now and again I run into one or another of them, but I missed the power of being all together, valiantly trying to do what was right, and to spread what made our lives so happy with the people in Romania.
It was a good time. A time I am forever grateful for.
There were other random things on there too…some stuff like this:
Oh good old days.
The other day my friend sent me this from Facebook: