August 8th, 2012
The first day of Junior year. All kinds of emotions come with a new school year, but I remember this first day so perfectly clear. My family and I woke up at 4:30 am to get ready and do what was one of the biggest sacrifices (for me) and drive the long 20 minutes to Sky Harbor Airport in Phoenix. I has stayed up til 1am talking to and packing with Ryan. Never in the year prior would I have thought that sending my brother off on a mission would be so hard for me. Over the course of my Sophomore year, Ryan became my best friend. My friends were all trying to find themselves and in this process, I was a forgotten cause. I remember coming home one day and crying so hard that it gave me a headache. I was heartbroken, lonely and just wanted someone to be there for me. Ryan came home and when he found out I was crying he came in my room, gave me the biggest hug, cried with me, and told me he would always be there for me. This promise, my friends, was upheld in everyway! He took me, his sophomore sister, to Senior hangouts and game nights and introduced me like I was a million bucks! We stayed up almost every night until 2 or 3 in the morning just talking and telling jokes (only to be ended by a very tired mother, who could hear the laughter even though we thought we were quiet :) ) We jammed to every and any song in the morning going to school and had random dance off with other drivers, even if they didn't realize :) We had become so close! When he got his call on June 6th, and read "Dear Elder Hunt, You are called to serve as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. You are Assigned to labor in the San Diego, California Mission. You will serve for a period of 24 months and are to report to the Provo MTC on August 8th. You will be preaching the gospel in the Spanish language." I was beyond excited for him! Later that night I got to thinking, that was only 2 months away! So we partied all summer, Eric came home just 2 weeks before Ryan left, they both reported, and then it was August 8th.
After having a friendship like that it was so so so so soooooo incredibly hard for me to say goodbye. When we got to his terminal, he started his goodbyes. I was already welling up with tears. I was the last one in the circle of goodbyes, and for about 30 seconds al I did was cry while we hugged, and then he told me that I was gonna be alright and that he was too. We waved goodbye, and then I went to school. Longest school day of my life.
We wrote back and forth many times and the first 6 months were filled with tears and missing him (yeah I know kinda selfish) the next 6 were a little easier and the so were the next, and these last 6 months have taken eternity to get here.
Today is August 3rd. by this time Tuesday he's gonna be here.
Like I said earlier I didn't know that when he made his sacrifice, it was a sacrifice on my behalf as well. I have tried to be patient ( some days better than others) but these 2 years are up and I can't wait to have my best friend back in my life.
See ya soon Elder Hunt :)