You step off the plane. You walk through security. Your eyes scan the crowds on the other side as you tote your carry-on, adjusting its shoulder strap for comfort. Now you see the banner, saying "Welcome Home (your name)!" You see your parents. They might be crying, but you aren't sure, as your vision is suddenly quite blurry, and the wipers aren't working. Added to the obstruction of emotional waterworks, your focus is bumping up and down as you break into a run, finally reaching the arms that you haven't been in for two years. This is happiness.
I recently returned from my two-year service as a full-time emissary for my Savior, Jesus Christ. I was a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. This is my story of what it is like to be back.
Anyone who leaves home for a long period of time (be it military, college, work abroad, or a mission) knows what it is like to have part of you long for home, and yet returning can take getting used to. Such has been my experience.
My purpose in this blog will be to share with you (whether you are a returned missionary, their family, friends, or are just curious) what being home from a mission is like from my eyes, what trials have come, and how I have overcome them. As I am a work in progress, you may also catch me pleading for your help as the adventures present themselves.
I am David Jamison, and this is my story.
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