L'Ultimo Giorno

Today is the last.

I spoke in church today. I prepared a legit talk and it went pretty well (the first talk that I have actually written out). Anziano De Ruovo told me I did a great job and that my pronounciation was good, which is really the only thing I wanted to hear, haha. We shook hands while talking and did not realize we were still shaking hands after three sentences and awkwardly dropped them.

I am going to miss him and he sounds exactly like my brother, Tyler, when he speaks English.
Speaking of English, I cannot speak it very well anymore. It is hard to string sentences together.

I managed to pack everything in my suitcase but it is beyond buldging...Poor thing might need to be put out to pasture after this trip.

I still have not really registered that I am leaving tomorrow for good. Why would I be leaving such a lovely place? But I knew all along this was temporary, so it is not really so strange to leave.

Our host family at lunch said, ''Why don't you stay another month or so?''
The missionaries told us we should just stay...The branch will be half as big once we leave, which is really sad.
When I look at the tower in the Campo I think it is telling me to stay as well.
We wrote a song about this feeling, but never finished it.

I really cannot put today into words...
Tomorrow we are off to Padua and Venice.
The next few posts will be some of the lists I have made here.