she puts her hands against the life she had.

okay.

Sister Marissa Carol Gibson
MTC Mailbox # 184
WA-EVR 0517
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793     

is my mtc address, and

Sister Marissa Carol Gibson
Washington Everett Mission
POB 13390
Mill Creek, WA 98082-1390
USA                                        

is the mission office address, where you can send letters til i have my first area's address.

have a great 18 months. i'll be back. :)

bybye!

they say you gotta lose a couple fights to win...

 i'm done! i'm not not going to school anymore, working, living in kaysville, waiting for stuff to happen.

woooooow. (said like scott pilgrim/michael cera, please) i can't remember the last time i was this excited. and i feel so different. like, over big stretches of time, it's easy/interesting to see how i've changed, but i feel like i've changed and changed and changed just over the past...well, semester. (it doesn't really make sense to call it that, cause i wasn't in school, but it's exactly that stretch of time. :) )

I'm  supposed to talk on the resurrection tomorrow, and i'm having a hard time focusing on one thing, because there are so many GREAT events in the gospel around Easter.

(YESSSS. mom's not putting celery in the sandwiches. you're welcome, everyone that's going to eat one tomorrow. me and ashley definitely fought for that one. anyway.)

Everything is centered around it! The great faith of those who patiently waited, and had faith, and followed Christ, even if they never saw Him during their life on earth. Isn't that most of us? It is hard, I suppose, to believe in something so much, if we've never literally seen it, or experienced it, but. That's what this life is about! Having faith and persevering and making it work. Because Christ did come and atone for our sins, He was resurrected, and He will come again.

So much LOVE in my heart right now. Which is also what the gospel's totally about. We have this process of repentance through the atonement given to us because our Heavenly Father loves us, and wants us to be happy, and wants us to return to Him. And our Elder Brother volunteered Himself out of love.

i love my excellent friends i've grown up with, from birth to high school, and i love all the wonderful times i've had in this adorable county with them. i love all my baby missionaries, most of whom are getting home this summmmer, and i'm so excited for all of them and their families and friends! :) i love all my wonderful friends i've met in the places i've worked. sometimes those are the most awesome friends, because they're literally made through hard work. i love all my darling cawledge friends and all the crazy adventures we've had, and long talks, and grooowing experiences. and i love my family, most of all. SOOOO much. they are soooo wonderful and great and hilarious and awesome.

and MOST of all, i love my Father in Heaven. and that is why i'm leaving all these wondypants people for eighteen months. so that i can help bring happiness to the lives of many other people i'll come to love.

best wall paper ever, right? i'll miss it.

i'm. so. exciiiittttteeeeed.

nothin's gonna change my mind! (i'm travelin a different highway.)

nothin short of thaaankful.

Hey guess what. I'm leaving on a mission. Una semana from Wednesday.
I'm...going on a mission.
Finally.
I'm severely happy about it.

The last few months have been...crazy. Seriously, I'm nothing short of thaaankful. I had an awesome job at the perfect time, my hilarious wonderful family at home with me, dearest old friends from Kaysville, and of course my darlings an hour south in Provo.

I visited them (Provo darlings) this last week, and it was GREAT. (I missed some, but, that happens. I saw the majority, which was excellent.) I literally fell asleep in tears a few nights, so overjoyed for these darling people in my life.

Friends. Are such a blessing in life. (I'm not excluding my family in this, they're some of my top bffs, obviously. :) )

"Acts of a friend should result in self-improvement, better attitudes, self-reliance, comfort, consolation, self-respect, and better welfare. Certainly the word friend is misused if it is identified with a person who contributes to our delinquency, misery, and heartaches. When we make a man feel he is wanted, his whole attitude changes." -Elder Marvin J. Ashton

My friends have TOTES (hahha. totes.) done this for me.

I want to tell stories about how each of these great people I said seeyalater (not goodbye, NEVER goodbye) to this week effected my life, but then this blog would never end. I just have to tell you. Today I was watching the Faith in Christ video (if you haven't watched it, please do.) with my fam, and it made me think, Jesus Christ is our example in everything, and He was always such a good friend. He wasn't just a wonderful leader, and example, and brother and son, He was a wonderful friend. To so so sooo many people.
I want to always be that. (I mean, obviously I can't be nearly as good a friend as He was, but, that's what I aim to be, a good friend. yes.) I hope I have been. I will try to be better. I can't think of one time in my life that I've been having a hard time, and I haven't had a friend reach out and help me up. And Christ is always that friend. Oh man. I love the gospel. And The Church. And definitely my big brother Jesus Christ.

So, thanks. Friends. :)

Granted, this hug was definitely silly, (captured by Cass, haha thanks!aaaand my face is pink from laughter, not tears, DON'T worry) but. whudev. You think it's cute. I can tell.

(don't worry. this is not the end. i'm posting my address(es) friday.)

daaa da. daaa da da. daaa...

Welp. This day was great.
And I made this:

Also, I decided to start using my phone again last night, after mostly not for like two weeks (I'd just been with the fam and writing LOTSA letters...haha) and it was weird. Happy, but weird.
That's all.
Love.

veintiuno.

whuuuuudsup. hahaha.

he might never see her again.

hahah. the title is just an excuse to quote the avetts, it has zero to...okay lie. i have been wondering a lot lately if i'll be friends with any of my baby missionaries when we both back. all of them. i hope so. every one of them.

(I KNOW. I'M OBSESSING. SORRY. IT WILL PROB'LY ALL BE OKAY. YEP. SURE. KAY.)

GUESS WHAT (sorry, forgot it was on, but i refuse to go back...) missy's doing tomorrow! she's going to california!!!!!!! to southern california!!!!! before missy leaves!!!! to live on the ocean for a few days. :) soooooo happy.
well actually. missy will only make it to st. geezy tomorrow. but it's the first leg of da journey, otay?

i will swim. and eat. and LAUGH. because THIS vacation, i won't be sad (and pretending not to be) about something happening in my life. cause i'm just HAPPY!!!

(also, guess what. second to baby brother, just got his mission call to OREGON!!! eugene. so there's like three missions between us. but that's not the point. CRAZY!! and so GREAT. yesssss.)

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oh hey. eepud's broken, so i was wondering what i should do. i should WRITE, duh. hahha. silly missy.


ooh ooh equation.
+
=

(missy+ocean=no, not equals the brothers avett, equals THE BEST!)

real life is more than just two hours long.

oh man.
annnnd their accents are beyond adorable.
i'm definitely okay with dating someone from NC that plays the banjo/guitar like that, in a couple years.
but really. they're such good men, married and solid and they have so much faith and hope in life, and they're so REAL.
just listen.