On Saturday President and I decided that it is best I go home and find a specialist and fix these problems I am having with my legs. While it is one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make, I know it'll be for the best. President told me it's the right thing and I have his blessing but man, is it hard. He told me that the final specialist responded to my results and said it is what the doctor in Spain thought, a turn of the bones in my legs. There is no surgery required but a long and extensive physical therapy. I'm not quite sure what that entitles, but whatever it is, I hope it helps. Im so worried and scared to go home, but I'm trying to just go with faith that it's the Lords plan for me.
I'll get home on Friday afternoon. It feels so strange. We've been staying at the mission home and I will continue to stay here after my companion goes home (Wednesday). This week we've been helping Hermana Dayton. One day we had to take her to the plaza to buy Presidents Christmas present and we took her on the metro for the first time! Luckily it was one of the nicest lines and not the normal super sketchy ones! It was so much fun! We also got a picture in the plaza, Spain gets serious about their Christmas decorations!
As I finish my mission, I can feel nothing but gratitude. I am going home a different person. I love my Savior and my Heavenly Father. I am so grateful for this gospel that has blessed my life tremendously. I know the Book of Mormon is true and that it applies to us today. I have so much to be grateful for that I couldn't list them all. I love Spain and all the people in it. I love the Spanish language. I am going to miss these people more than anything. They really have become part of my family, and I will be forever grateful for the love they have shown to me, even when I couldn't communicate with them...haha.
Os quiero,
Hermana Terrazas ES❤️
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