Tracked Sister Marah Dixon's Flight

This post is short and sweet.

I decided to track Sister Marah Dixon's flight from Brisbane Airport to Los Angeles Airport from Monday morning to Monday late evening. I stayed awake for the whole duration of the flight. Throughout this post, is the images that I screenshot while tracking her flight to Los Angeles Airport.

Less than 5 hours to go.

Less than 4 hours to go.

Less than 10 minutes to go.

Final Stage

I don't know how you feel but I felt happiness and comfort that Sister Marah Dixon has arrived to the other end safely. I am very glad that she got to Los Angeles Airport safely. She isn't too far away from Provo Missionary Training Center.

Stay tuned until next time. 

Reflecting Memories Before Sister Marah Dixon Left

Today as Day 1 without my best friend Sister Marah Dixon and it was so hard. I was rereading some text messages conversations between me and Sister Dixon had before she left and I was about to cry. I was also reflecting on all the photos of the memories that me and her had together before she left. It made me cry.

A Photo of us after our last Baptistery Session together

I don't want to think the idea that she is already gone but it is so hard. You may ask, "Why don't you want to think about the idea that she is already gone?" It is because I would rather not go to some places that me and her went together and where some greatest memories was held. It's sucks because the 2 most common places that me and her went together was the Temple and Karawartha Chapel.

One of the photos from the last YSA Ball together

I don't want to say "I want her back home already because I miss her so much already and I want to see her again already." I don't know if that relates to anyone else. I know that I should be happy that she left for her mission instead of crying and crying. I know one day eventually I will stop crying and think about the positive that she has gone for her mission because of her desire to serve Heavenly Father and invite others to come unto Christ.

However, I don't know how I would react when I get her emails and letters. I will have to wait when those times comes and I am not ready for it. I am scared that I will cry a lot when I receive an email or a letter from her.

Stay tuned to the next post. 

Final Goodbyes to Sister Marah Dixon

When I woke up this morning, I wasn't ready for the day and I knew it would be a long big day ahead of Sister Marah Dixon, her Dad, some friends and me. I mentioned in my morning prayer, "Please comfort me." 

This morning, I drove to Brisbane Airport International Terminal with a mutual friend Lilyann. You may ask "Why were you both going to Brisbane Airport?" 

Well we were going to the airport to see our close friend Sister Dixon to leave for her mission and to say our final goodbyes for 18 months. We wouldn't be seeing her for the next 18 months. When we arrived at the terminal, Lilyann, others who was also at the airport and I took a lot of photos. I think about 4 friends took heaps of photos including me. One of the things that I mentioned to Sister Dixon, "it will hit me that I will miss you." and she immediately lightly tap me on my right shoulder. 

It may seem hard to understand of how much Sister Dixon meant to me before she left for her mission. We called each other sisters, we say "I love you" to each other through text messages and phone call conversations, we say "I miss you" to each other through text messages and phone call conversations, I will miss sleeping over at her old house, I will miss taking her to places (mostly to either Young Single Adults Activities or taking her to Brisbane Airport to see her friends leave for their missions) and we talked to each other a lot. I will miss how much we talked. 

When it was about 5 minutes to go, I hugged Sister Dixon one last time for 18 months. She mentioned to me "Email me, keep updated about your life while I am away." I told her "I will email you." I noticed she was crying again and I felt bad that I wasn't crying as yet until she hugged 2 other friends after me. I cried for a little time.

After saying all final goodbyes, we all saw her walking to the airplane and we all started walking where all parked the car. I didn't cry while I was driving Lilyann home and I still wasn't crying when I was stopping at another friend's house for a short time. I didn't cry again until this evening because I heard a song called "See You Again by Carrie Underwood." 

I felt that I need to do a blog to calm me down and stop crying but instead, I cried more and more. I miss Sister Dixon so much already and already feels so strange without her. I already miss looking at my phone for text messages from Sister Dixon and I already miss answering calls and making calls to Sister Dixon. I wished I could have gone with her to the Missionary Training Centre just so I can spend more time with her. 

All the best for 18 months for her and I look forward to contacting her heaps during her time in the Missionary Training Centre and her Mission through emails and hopefully lots of letters. 

Stay Tuned for the next post.