Wednesday, May 13, 2015

THE FINAL EMAIL!

Well, this is it. Next Sunday is Mother's Day so I won't be writing a letter the Monday after because I will tell my mom everything she needs to know on that call. I go home May 19th. It still isn't real to me. I can't grasp the concept of this 2 year period being over. I opened up my Email today and my Flight Itinerary was staring back at me and I think it hit me. 

What do I say? What is the proper way to close a 2 year chapter?

I'll take you all, well the ones that read this atleast, through my own little memory lane. I hope you enjoy.

I feel nervous writing this. It's kinda weird.

I still remember driving up to the MTC. My mom was bawling and I get out of the car and they immediately grab my luggage and within 10 seconds, I was gone. I began. I began the "two years" that I thought would last forever. It was a long line of a lot of missionaries before I finally got into the room where they gave me my name tag. The same tag I am wearing now. Now it's plastered with pictures on the back and the front has scratches and small gashes. It's been through a lot.

The MTC was long. I thought THAT was my 2 years. I thought the MTC would never end. I sucked at Spanish, but my district sucked too, so I felt advanced. I had a lot of confidence because I could say "Hola, como esta?" and others could only say "Hola". Hahaha. 

So I get to Columbus, my first area, and I am feeling confident, ready to spew out my FLUENT Spanish. Nope. Didn't happen. My first lesson was the most confusing situation in my life. Whatever "Spanish" that man spoke was NOT what the MTC taught me. Then EVERYONE spoke like that and I realized that I had a lot of learning to do. I realized that I didn't know Spanish like I thought.

I loved Columbus. It's a nice city. Pretty wealthy. I learned a lot. I grew a family. I came to love so many people. I realized that I had such a great capacity to love. Norma, Arturo, and Karina; Baptized. Hernan and Yesenia, reactivated. It breaks my heart that only one is still active from that group, but I still love them all unconditionally. After 6 months there, I got transferred. I didn't like it. It was not something I was used to.

South Bend. Home of Notre Dame. It was quick. 6 weeks and I was gone. I remember Ichy and Elba. My South Bend girls! Ichy is still not baptized to this day. Elba is still the solid member she has been for the past 20 years or so. I enjoyed South Bend, but my heart isn't really there.

White River. The beginning of 9 months straight in a branch. My mission had so many ups and downs here. Manuel baptized and still active. Brian baptized, but his mom doesn't bring him too often. I trained eventually. I got emergency transferred once. I made really good friends. I finally grasped Spanish. I fell in love with Mexican food. I fell in love with the city of Indianapolis. I had my 20th birthday. I hit my year mark. I got fat, haha. I went to Hispanic Festivals. I became a Senior Companion. I thoroughly enjoyed myself. 

Then they ripped my world to shreds. They sent me away from White River, and not only that, they sent me to Elkhart. I had been in that branch before when I was in South Bend. I was livid. I was so upset. I had told the Assistants for months before that I would go anywhere BUT Elkhart. I wanted NOTHING to do with it.

But they sent me anyways. Sitting here today, I have learned a valuable lesson. God sends us where he needs us.

Elkhart was my favorite area. Man, I can't believe I ever tried to fight it. It was miracles upon miracles upon miracles. We taught like crazy. We found like crazy.
Hector and Julie, Belen's children; BAPTIZED.
Noheli -> Baptized April 18th
Elvin -> Baptized May 2nd.
Luis, a less active whose records were lost in Mexico and hadn't been to church in 25 years. We tracted into him. He is now 100% active and received the priesthood.
Belinda, another less active, not in the records, that we tracted into and reactivated.
Became best friends with my investigators and the members.
I enjoyed every moment of Elkhart. It was everything I wanted, and I just never knew about it. I can't let my blurb about Elkhart pass though without bringing up the Romero family. Words cannot describe my love for them. The greatest members I have ever met in my life. I love them so so much. They have done EVERYTHING for me. They are always there for me. Always. Anything, they are there. I KNOW we were meant to be best friends.

Then I got sent back to White River. It's been fine. Patricia is a complete baller and I am thankful to  have been here for her baptism and get to know her! It's also been a pleasure to be back here with members I loved so much. It's been a crazy fast two transfers. I am blessed.

The whole mission has been beautiful. I have learned so much. I claim to be full fledged Mexican now. I don't care what anyone says. I love these people, I love this culture, I love this work. I love being a missionary. The time is up and I am tired, but I will always say I loved it. I am ready to be done, I am ready to come home. I miss a lot of people and I am excited to see everyone again! I will leave behind so many "new family members" here in Indiana and I already look forward to the day I come back to visit!

Para terminar solo quiero compatir unos pensamientos a cerca del evangelio de Jesucristo. Me disculpo de antemano porque el teclado no tiene acentos. En mi mision yo he llegado a saber una gran verdad. Mucha gente que he conocido me ha dicho que es feliz. Y no lo dudo, pero durante estos dos anos, yo aprendi que aunque una persona sea feliz, puede ser aun MAS feliz, y eso es por medio del evangelio de Jesucristo. Como misioneros y miembros, nuestro proposito no es proclamar que solo los mormones pueden ser felices PERO, SI es nuestro proposito decir las personas que existe una felicidad duradera, un gozo pleno que SOLO se encuentra al acercarse a Dios. Hay una felicidad mas grande. Hay esperanza. Que bendicion poder haber sido un misionero por tiempo completo durante dos anos, me ha cambiado bastante. Les quiero a todos ustedes tanto. Agradezco su apoyo. Agradezco su amor. Que Dios me los bendiga. 

It's been a fun ride. 

For the last time,
Elder Jeffrey Aaron Groseclose
Butler university 
MTC Comp and I. Together at the end! Service project.
bonfire tho.
my girl.
Patricia!
gonna miss this food man.
Made it Full Circle. Went to visit Columbus and Saturday. I started my mission staying in this house.
The Nehrings :) Members I lived with my first four transfers.
The man Guapo! #Columbus
Mijangos took us to lunch :)  #Columbus
Mijango's daughter, Niki. #Columbus
Catalina.  #Columbus
HERNAN Y YESENIA  #Columbus
Arturo y Ana  #Columbus

Monday, April 27, 2015

April 27, 2015

Another week of people disappointing us!

We are teaching people but they always flake out on Sunday! So it's kinda lame.

Got 100 pesos from the Dominican Republic.

Enjoying myself! I love what I am doing but it's ending at the right time because it is hard to not get super frustrated with people when they just don't understand!

This morning we helped a member translating at State Tax Court haha. That was fun.

Knocked a door and this Hispanic lady asked who we were and I said missionaries and she said No Thank You so we knock across the hall and we hear behind door we just knocked earlier "Why didn't you answer?" "Well what if they had a pistol?!"

We are walking downtown and a woman yells "Don't give money to the man in the wheelchair, I have seen him walking!!!!!"

So that's pretty much it. 22 days guys!!! It is so soooooon!

Saturday, April 25, 2015

April 20, 2015

Ok don't hurt me but I am way too lazy for a weekly letter. Vanessa was at church and we are just chugging along. No one super important to report on. Investigators are the same, up and down and hopefully sometime soon, baptized. :)

I am having a ball and working hard, I just really don't have the desire to write a lot.

I love you all so much! :)

Elder Jeffrey Aaron Groseclose
Arturo and Ana from Columbus took me to dinner!!!
Vanessa and Giovanni !
delicacies.

April 13, 2015

36 days to go. How in the world did that number get so small. It is UNREAL. It still feels JUST out of reach, but I know it'll be here fast. Just a lot of reflection, it's weird yo. This week was so lame. It was transfers. We went but neither of us got transferred. I just wanted to go because it was my last one. That sentimental jazz. 

David is doing good. Didn't come to church though because he was feeling lazy. Annoying. 

Everyone else is flaky.

I hope my mom isn't mad this letter is short...... 

Mom, can you set me up for lipo because I got WAY too many tortillas that need to be removed... haha.

Anyways, life is chill. Just keeping on.

Love y'all.

Elder Jeffrey Aaron Groseclose
classy house so we pulled out the water.
i won.
shoutout from the hood.
love her.
reunited and it feels so good. 
hispanic television in one picture.

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

April 6, 2015

Giants Opening Day today! LEGGO.
Indianapolis has been CRAAAAAAAAAAAZY with the Final 4 being here. Legitimately insane. I love it. I LOVE IT. 
Today starts my final transfer.... So that's weird. 43 days to go. I cannot believe how minuscule that number is. It doesn't feel real.
Not much for this week, SORRY. David is doing good. :)
General Conference was great. Thoroughly enjoyed it.
That family with cute kids I always send pics with? Yeah, stuff happened and they are now in Kentucky. Moved. I am heartbroken but I'll keep in touch. Life man. LIFE.

I will now give you pictures and apologize for this letter.
Got to see Josefina from my old area!
Made dinner. I am pro.
district.