Monday, September 20, 2010

Coming home

On Thursday, April 29th, 2010
Sergio and I made the looong flight from
Buenos Aires to Georgia and then on to Salt Lake.

Mom had been moved to Lehi living with my uncle Roland.
She was the lucky one that got to pick us up.

It was so awesome to get to see her after such a long time,
especially since she is my best friend in the whole world!
We spent a couple of days hanging out with my mommy.
A few days later my daddy showed up from Burley.
...but I dont think we were the reason that he came...
Derek got home from his mission 5 days after us. We all made our way to the airport again.

He had NO idea that Sergio and I were going to be there. I held a big sign in front of my face until the last second. He said he looked at Sergio and knew that he recognized him but he didn't know from where.

A split second afterwards I dropped the sign down from my face and his look of surprise was overwhelming. I cried...but just a little bit. : )


I hadn't seen Derek in about 3 years.
It was an amazing reunion and we were back to normal in no time.
Since we had the whole family together again for the first time in a while, we decided to go to the Salt Lake temple.

In the Latter-Day Saint Church,

We believe that through special ordinances that are preformed in these sacred temples we can be with our families forever and for all eternity.

This was a really amazing way to remember that promise.
Within 2 weeks of Derek and us getting home my mom had received amazing news.
She was going to get the heart that she had been waiting for.
On the 13th of May
We received the call.
I will never forget the look on her face as she held the phone to her ear and tears ran down her cheeks.
I just looked at her as she covered her mouth and quietly said
"...I got my heart."
I responded a little less quietly I started to run and jump and dance and yell it to everyone.
Within seconds I had the phone in my hand and was calling my dad.
At first I know he thought it was a joke. She had only been on the transplant list for three months. A normal wait is a year or more.
My dad, Josh and Derek all made it to Salt Lake from Burley.
The next day, Friday the 14th, she had her new little heart.
It was an amazing, emotional, and surreal experience.
I don't know what I would have done if I would have still be in Argentina. It would have killed me if I couldn't have been there for this special ride. It has just amazed me how everything has fallen in place in these last few months. Really it is a miracle. This whole last year has been one big miracle.
I don't always understand why, but I know that our Heavenly Father loves us.
Sometimes he asks us to make sacrifices, but the reward is always worth more than the payment.
I am so grateful for such an amazing family. I am grateful that even though there have been some close calls in the last few years we are still together.
And I know that whatever happens...we will always be together forever.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Saying Goodbye.

These last few months have been PRETTY crazy...
As you may or may not remember my last blogs had been spend on getting Sergio ready for his visa, we were planning on visiting the USA for Christmas 2010.
Through a serious miracle we were granted a visitor visa.

The same week that we were in Buenos Aires for his interview (March 26th, 2010) we also found out that my mom was going to have to have a heart transplant.
Her heart was only working 13%.
We realized that we had a big decision to make.
Our Christmas vacation might be moving up a little bit...
In the next few weeks I had been really worried about what was going to happen to my mom and I really felt like I needed to be there for her.
After 2 weeks we made up our decision.

Our time in Argentina was finished for a time.
It was time to take care of business back in the states.

So...we packed up everything...

And anything that wouldn't fit into our 3 suitcases went to Sergio's parents house.

Leaving all the "Stuff" behind wasn't nearly as hard as having to say goodbye to...
My best friend and 2nd father Julio and his son Leo.
Our Aunts, Uncle and Cousins...and sister.Our parents.
and our Nieces and Nephews.And watching their faces as we left in a taxi on our way to the bus station...not knowing when we are actually going to see them again.At the bus station we were again greeted by our loved ones as we boarded our bus. It was a bitter sweet moment...I was excited to go and see my family again, but I felt like I was leaving everything behind.
We made our way to Buenos Aires where we stayed with our brother and sister, Juan and Antonella, for a couple of days before boarding our last flight to our new home. This was just the beginning to another amazing adventure.