Well, guys, it happened.
Sister Geröly came home.
Want to know what's trippy? Being at your companion's homecoming--while still on your mission. It was good. The branch had this kind of "homecoming night" for her where she got up and had a slideshow of all her mission pictures (featuring Yours Truly--weird. I know.) and told cool mission stories and stuff. Her talk on Sunday was lovely. She's coming with us as a member present on Tuesday. She has a smart phone and no name tag. Everybody calls her "Tia"---and though it's all pretty strange, I'm sooooo glad she's home.
As if Geröly Nővér's homecoming wasn't a big enough nostalgia trip this week, this week I also went back to Tatabánya on splits with my old companion Sister Williamson, since she has graduated to the ranks of Sister Training Leader (notice the caps---it's pretty official) Haha it was awesome. I got to see Ingrid again, one of my favorite members of all time, and she wrote me a letter that said, "you will always be a part of my heart" and I straight up melted into a puddle of nasty missionary mush it was so stinkin' cute! Good gosh, do I miss you Tatabánya!
Recently we've been working with a lot of less-actives and this week we went and visited this really old néni who is basically apartment bound except for if she needs to leave to go to the hospital. She was super nice and fed us some dang good paprikas csirke--and only scared me and my companion slightly when she showed us how her some of her fingers won't cooperate and snapped one of them back into place. Seriously, though, the faith of the members. That fans the flames of a missionary's heart, I'll tell you that much. Looking through her pictures and hearing her testimony still twenty years strong, straight-up post Soviet convert-style was way cool.
Also, quote of the week:
Me in English class: If you could eat only one type of food for the rest of your life, what would it be?
Hungarian man: Hmmm....man. I would eat man.
Me: ... .... .... Do you understand what that means in English, Joe?
Hungarian man: Hmmm...yes. Man. Delicious. Nomnomnomnomnom
Me: ....Aaaaaalright. Next question.
Also, this week has officially been nominated as "Pet Sister Carle's Head Week"---like, I don't know what it is, like if I changed conditioner or something, but this week mah head has been petted by member, investigator, and stranger on the street alike! It weirds me out.
Anyways, before I go, shout-out to Elder Carle, soon to be just Ian Carle. This is one of those things where you try and find a different or creative way to say "I can't believe it's been two years already" to avoid the cliché--but I can't. I hope you have a fantastic last full week in the field, Ian.
Have a peaceful mission death and an awesome homecoming---I'll see you at mine ;)
Tudom hogy a Mormon könyve igaz!
p.s. Friendly reminder to go re-read 1 Nephi 3:7---it's a classic, but it's kinda one of the best :)