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The Return

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Well. After traveling for 5 days and a 37 hour flight- I’m home.

God bless America!

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A Call of my Own

Beginning this May, it will be two years since some of my best friends’ started to receive their calls to serve LDS Missions before we had even graduated High School.  At that point in time there was plenty exciting going on in my life, with graduation, a senior trip to Greece, becoming a USU Ambassador, and just the general transition from little to big.  Although I had so much going for me I always felt jealous of all my friends who got to go through the process of doing their mission papers, receiving their call, and just even the thought of taking off two years of real life for an adventure.  You could also say that I have just always hated being left behind.

Through several adventures and experiences over the last year (including spending a month by myself in Europe) I had already made the decision that I had wanted to serve a mission for the LDS church; it was just a matter of when I wanted to fit it into my life plans. Then October Conference happened, and it was an answer to so many different prayers on so many different levels.  I knew that my time to serve was immediately.  My goal was to receive my call before my older sister entered the Missionary Training Center (serving in the Finland Helsinki Mission) on Nov. 14th, and after several glitches that were put in my path I submitted my papers on Nov. 4th.  By Nov. 9th I had a call assigned, which was shocking that it happened that quickly with the increase of papers being submitted- we thought my call would miss my sister by one week.  Instead, we had it pulled from the Church Headquarters mailroom and picked it up after our last family dinner.

My mother was in denial, and immediately began freaking out that she didn’t have any paper to make a banner like we did for Kamille’s to surprise all our friends and family with when they came over to say goodbye to Kamille.  My Dad was anxious.  Kamille was beyond excited.  Maddy was feeling left out.  And me?  I was completely calm.

Last Family Dinner at the one and only China Platter.  Any major event in our life has been marked by this restaurant.

Last Family Dinner at the one and only China Platter. Any major event in our life has been marked by this restaurant.

Unbelievable.  IT'S HERE!

Unbelievable. IT’S HERE!


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In the car after picking up my call.

In the car after picking up my call.

I couldn’t believe that it was HERE!  It was my time to find out what the next two years of my life held before me.  And it even made it here before we shipped Kamille off to Finland!  And I was 19 years old, and not 21.  So many Tender Mercies.  Because I wasn’t really expecting to open my call I hadn’t come up with what I wanted.  Instead of waiting for all of my friends and family to come over we decided we couldn’t stand it any longer so we opened it as soon as we walked through the door.

This is how it went down:

Was I expecting any of that?

NOT. AT. ALL.

Africa?  They send Sister’s there?  That moment of surprise is a moment that I will never forget.  Such a strong confirmation of what I was doing was the right plan for me.  After further investigations, I found out that due to safety Sisters’ only serve in the country of Botswana.

In disbelief.

In disbelief.

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Thanks Roommate Brooke.

Thanks Roommate Brooke.

Half of the Roommate's reactions.

Half of the Roommate’s reactions.

Botswana!

My Mission Area- Northern South Africa & Botswana!

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A banner of my own!

A banner of my own!

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She was upset she didn't buy enough paper to spell Johannesburg.  Or South Africa.

She was upset she didn’t buy enough paper to spell Johannesburg. Or South Africa.

Hailee having a heart attack after I snapchat-ed her a photo of the envelope.  Sorry Hai.  It just had to be that way.

Hailee having a heart attack after I snapchat-ed her a photo of the envelope. Sorry Hai. It just had to be that way.

Both wishing it was Paris.

Shout out to this girl Hailee.  Serving in the France Paris Mission!

Cheers to the next 2 years of my life.. IN BOTSWANA!

 

(This is what pulls up when you Google Botswana.  Probably not the most accurate thing.)

I am so excited that I have this opportunity to preach the gospel of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints to the incredible people of Botswana, and for a time in Johannesburg.  I hope that I’ll be able to give them the gift of happiness that this gospel has given me throughout my life, and to bring them unto Christ and his teachings.

Cheers to the next 2 years of my life.. IN BOTSWANA!

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I COULDN’T BE HAPPIER!!!!!!!!!!

Sister Kaitlyn Beth Clifford
South Africa, Johannesburg Mission
Reporting to the South Africa MTC April 4th, 2013
 

If you are interested in what I’ll be preaching check out this website: http://mormon.org/

If you are interested in how the LDS Church assigns these “Mission Calls” go to this link:

 http://www.lds.org/general-conference/2010/04/the-divine-call-of-a-missionary?lang=eng&query=missionary+call+(name%3a%22Ronald+A.+Rasband%22)

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Sisar Clifford’s Last Week in the 84010

Remember this post?  Way back in July?  Well it happened, and I can’t even believe it came that quickly.

I came down for one last Sister Saturday, which we filled with all of the Clifford Sister’s favorites: Just Dance 2,3, and 4; Keeping Up with the Kardashians; our favorite episodes of Gilmore Girls and The OC (Chrismakka of course);  crawled in my bed for a final viewing of our all-time favorite Harry Potter 3; and ended the night by staying up until the wee hours of the mourning viewing One Direction and Justin Bieber’s videos.

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On November 11th, the celebrations (for lack of a better word) began for Sisar Clifford’s farewell….

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A blizzard worthy of Finland.


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Sister Clifford did an incredible job giving her farewell talk, with lots of cool stories of her cool adventures, and continually mentioned how ready she was to get out of Logan (much to my offense).  I held up surprisingly well, until she announced to the public I would be receiving my mission call that week, at which I felt the entire congregation turn and stare at my face. It took a good deal of strength not to curl up into the fetal position and bawl at that point.  Not because Kamille was leaving, but because I had realized that I was not as mentally prepared with the thought of leaving as I thought I was.  But It was exciting to come back to our house and celebrate Kamille’s decision to serve with all our friends and family.
The next few days were full of last minute shopping trips and goodbyes, all while trying to get her packed for the next 18 months of freezing weather in Finland.  Unfortunately I still had school and work that kept me in Logan until Tuesday, but that doesn’t mean that I necessarily got much done.  Tuesday night turned out to be a crazy one, with some unexpected (but hoped for) events- soon to be posted about.  But it was exactly what my family needed to take the edge off of this new adventure we were about to embark.
Last Family Dinner at the one and only China Platter.  Any major event in our life has been marked by this restaurant.

Last Family Dinner at the one and only China Platter. Any major event in our life has been marked by this restaurant.

Thanks to her time abroad in Asia she insisted showing us up with the chopsticks.

After all of our friends and family left, and only minutes  before we were supposed to be leaving to get set apart, Kamille called Maddy and I up to her room where she presented us with some lovely t-shirts sporting the saying ‘You Don’t Know You’re Beautiful’ in which we donned and had one last dance party (while sobbing) to the ever-comforting One Direction.
First official photo as a Missionary!
First official photo as a Missionary!

 

One last photo at 3448 S. Huntington Dr.

One last photo at 3448 S. Huntington Dr.

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Her final request.
Her final request. 

… and with one final photo Sisar Clifford was off for her next adventure!  We love her and miss her everyday.  It’s a miracle that my Dad has stopped crying a month later.  But I think the packages he sends her weekly is a nice medication for the both of them.DSC_0119

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