Hermana McKin

Man I love writing these.  This week was very different than last, but for good reasons. I'm growing.  My district is freaking hilarious. Theres 12 of us and we all grind together. But I have to be real, the Hermanas here are so much better at spanish than the elders. Elders are cooler though so it cancels out. We were able to take our white dots off of our tags on sunday after conference which means we aren't the babies in the mtc anymore. Yesterday new missionaries came to the mtc and i'm not going to lie, my heart ached for them. Some of these elders are seriously so tiny it's the weirdest thing. They look like Michael so i automatically want to hug them all but that goes right against the rules on page 33 in the missionary handbook.  OK THIS MADE MY FREAKING VIDA. Dad you're not going to believe this. Earlier this week we were going over how to pronounce the letters in the alphabet. Easy stuff. When we got to the letter p my teacher LEGIT...

¡ Hola! I have been thinking about what I could type in my first email as a missionary since I was assigned my call and it 's the craziest thing to think I 'm actually sitting down to type it right now!!! Ahhh!!! Before I get into it please forgive me for my lack of punctuation. These keyboards are weird as heck and I 'm getting really tired of having to copy and paste apostrophes.  Also I love you all.  Ok so here 's the rundown  Saying goodbye to my family was hard, but not as hard as I expected. Probably because it was 430am and we were all a little delirious. I passed through security, let out a very small but also VERY audible sob ahaha, and then I was good. It was seriously the weirdest thing feeling so calm sitting outside the gate to my flight. Slept my whole first flight. The guy sitting by the window had to ask me TWICE to get up so he could use the bathroom because I was so tired. He might have even touched my shoulder I cant remember ...