So for those of you who do not know on a mission you live by a pretty strict schedule with really strict rules. You don't date, you wake up at 6:30 every morning, you study the scriptures for 2 hours every day, you don't watch any movies or tv or anything like that, and your entire purpose is to teach about the gospel of Jesus Christ which you do from sun up to sun down. So anything that doesn't coincide with that is kicked to the curb. It's actually pretty nice after a while. But can you imagine coming home from that!!! This is where the phrase "awkward return missionary" comes from!! You have just learned a completely new lifestyle and then they drop kick you into the real world and badda bing badda boom, swim!!
I found this on pinterest and I was dying it is so funny and so true!!
http://utahvalley360.com/2014/01/21/18-awkward-moments-every-recently-returned-missionary-experiences/
While we were in the airport my mom made a funny comment making fun of something or someone and I looked at her and gasped thinking she was going straight to hell.... I know, ridiculous right! She looked back at me like what has happened to my daughter and I begin to laugh and explain she will just have to be patient with me for a bit and secretly thinking what in the world happened to my family!
I have heard coming home be compared to post traumatic stress disorder, it is like a little mini version of that for the first couple days when you are home, at least it was for me. It was so weird being back. I got home home, like stepped foot in the house I grew up in and seriously just started sobbing. So much so that my dad had to hold me up. I felt like my life was over!! Dramatic huh! The next day didn't seem real I set my alarm to wake up at 6:30 so I could study my scriptures and exercise and keep that schedule, but my mom swiped my phone, which was actually her phone, in the middle of the night so that I would sleep. Ha talk about waking up in a panic, well played mom, well played.
Later that week I went to see my Bishop, he is a local church leader that volunteers his time and services to help out the congregation, and he asked me if I had sat down my parents and chewed them out yet, he said when he got home he chastised his parents for drinking diet coke. Funny huh!!! He then looked at me and said, "Please don't be like that" :) I replied, "I'll do my best, but I am not making any promises"
SOOOO I don't know if you will be able to relate or not to this. I hope so, at least you know that you were not alone in feeling like a lost child in a Christmas store. The first couple of days were rough. Oh my, my brother's first basketball game, we won't even get into that. But it gets better I promise it gets better.
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