Here's what my mission president told me in my final interview:
--Stay busy when you get home. Get a job, go to school--something.
--Get married. "Three months after getting home is too soon. Three years is too late."
--Go to the temple often (i.e. monthly).
--Serve in the church.
And that's it. Nothing about the RM re-acclimatization into society. Nothing about real life. Nothing about what's going to happen and what to look for. Nothing about not selling off or giving away the awesome things you had before your mission. (I had this really great U2 "One" t-shirt...
...and I gave it to my ex-girlfriend's roommate. I flipping kick myself for that one. MY EX-GIRLFRIEND'S ROOMMATE! AAGGHHHH! And I had that awesome R.E.M. t-shirt from the Monster tour like the one Stipe's wearing in the "What's the Frequency Kenneth?" video:
That one went to DI. D freakin I. AAGGHHHH! All in all I dumped about 15 really great band t-shirts. Damn you, 1997 Josh. Damn you to hell.) Nothing about not thinking spiritual things were pretty much going to stay the same as they were on the mission. Nothing about not selling your music collection for pittance. Pittance!
I may have told you this but I dated a sister from my mission for awhile after I got home. I had actually been her zone leader. I saw her out of the blue one day at UVSC and then she called me up asking for a ride the next day and then it's like we were on the fast track to marriage. I even went to the freakin opera with her. Ugh. The things I did in that first year. Except getting married to Dana. That was great, obviously. I mean the stuff I did under the skewed mission vision is what kills me.
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