Diana Leaney López Ruano

August 7, 2013 Day one of the mission.  Overwhelming.  Inspiring.  Motivating..  Humbling.   Said goodbye to the familia,  didn't cry.  Its 10:25 and I'm exhausted-  too tired to really process the change,  but I'm sure it will hit.  Me siento motivada para trabajar duro.  So much to learn.  One thing is certain,  I love my companion.   August 8, 2013 My companion sings Enchanted randomly.  I love her.  Watashi wa Feist Shimai ai shimashte.   This has been slightly easier than expected-  only cried for 10 minutes last night.  My love for my District is growing and [so is] my desire to repent from all of the wrong,  to change my actions,  to change the way I think and make sure that everything is centered on Christ and sharing that message through me.   The language is hard.  My pronunciation is fine,  but memorizing words and understanding gramma...

So I'm back in Utah. Seems like a pattern.  Leave for a China,  come back.  Leave for Japan,  and then come back again.  Always saying goodbye.  Not being able to make long term decisions because my life isn't permanently stationed in one place for more than a year. I am home so that I can fix things.  Fix my self physically,  mentally,  emotionally,  everything.  I'm here to make myself better so that I could serve my Father in Heaven,  so that I could serve my brothers and sisters in Japan with all of my heart,  might,  mind,  and strength. This is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.  The confused looks in my siblings eyes as we met in the airport.  I've discovered what it means to truly be loved.  They love me even though I felt I let them down.  I've always tried to be a hard working example for others and that is the real reason why I'm back. I'm back because I know that I'm su...

Whilst discussing things with my friend who recently moved to California she stated,   "I don't miss Utah ,  I miss the people in Utah."   That is what makes home a home ,  the people.  If I could have brought my family and close friends to ZhuZhou,  I wouldn't have much of a reason to return to Utah,  except maybe the sunsets. :)  I know what it is like to leave home.  I know what it is like to open the door to an empty apartment and silence.  I know what it is like to miss people,  to miss the companionship of someone that loves you and you love them.  That has been my favorite part about being able to walk into my mother's home these past few months;  opening the door and falling to the ground in an overly dramatic death scene because Bryan just shot me down with a fake weapon,  or Bella telling me that she missed me,  or Steven just walking by and giving me a one-armed hug with food in the other hand befor...