This is it.

Thank you to everyone who came to my farewell yesterday! I felt SO loved, and couldn't have asked for a better day! I am so grateful for the incredible people I have in my life, and am thankful for each of your examples to me. I am so excited to go and serve the people of Chile! Seriously I'm getting antsy to leave! I figured it would be easiest to write out a little blurb with my addresses on here, as opposed to facebook, so here ya have it! I get set apart tonight, so I'm posting my addresses now, so I don't have to worry about doing it later today. Feel free to write, I would love to hear from you!

Here is my MTC address. I will be here until April 9th, and then I take off for CHILE!! Both packages and letters can go to this address.

Sister Hannah Lynn Peterson
MTC Mailbox # 153
CHI-CON 0409
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793
Here is my address in Concepción. Letters and packages can be sent here. However, if you are sending a package (no matter how great or small) DO NOT use Fed-Ex, UPS, or DHL unless you want to incur the additional $100+ in Chile for me to get it from the local contractor. The best way to send packages is the US Mail Priority Mail Box. Your package should arrive safely in 2-3 weeks. During holidays there can be some delays, but as noted above we have had very few problems. (This is info straight from my mission president and his wife!)
 Sister Hannah Lynn Peterson
Chile Concepción Mission
O'Higgins 94, Oficina 502
Casilla 2210
For the next 18 months, my emails will be posted here at http://thehermanaandtheelder.blogspot.com/ This blog will be updated weekly with both mine and Jake's letters. If you have any questions regarding either of us, feel free to email my mom at petersonpod@cox.net. She's totally tech savvy now :) Also if you have questions about pouch mail, email her too!
Well, here goes nothing!
Buena suerte y nos vemos en 18 meses. ¡Te quiero!


Bohemian Rhapsody

It comes the Friday before you report, dropped so nonchalantly in your email inbox. Little do the MTC workers know, how much of a tizzy it puts soon-to-be missionaries in...
So when I first saw the email with my address in it, the words to a popular song popped into my head. "This is it boys, this is war!" But then I realized that it's not war, and it's not only the boys that this is it for. But this IS it, so then I started singing other songs in my head trying to come up with the perfect one to go with my life right now, and I think I got it. Part of the lyrics work, that is.
 Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality

Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me

Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time.
Goodbye, everybody - I've got to go.
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth!
Haha I'm cracking up. But seriously, in 4 days I'm Utah bound, and in 46 days I'll be leaving Utah and stepping into Chile :) I am a ball of a bazillion emotions, but the truth is, I couldn't be more excited! 


A kid at heart

This past Sunday, I turned the big 2-0!
 (Delicious carrot cake with my dad's homemade cream cheese frosting. Mmmm.)

My birthday was kind of overshadowed by this whole mission business, but I didn't mind! It was perfect. I got to hang out with some of my most favorite people, eat some of my most favorite food, and get more things for my mission, including a new CTR ring, and Spanish scriptures! I wouldn't have wanted it any other way! I got unexpected gifts from people so dear to me. Not only was thought put into the gifts, but these gifts were things I needed and things that mean SO much to me. As I've prepared more and more for my mission, I've seen the tender mercies of the Lord quadruple. He knows what's most important to me, and little things have happened that have shown me how much He really cares about me. I could go on and on about these little moments, but I'll spare you!

Sunday, Mom and I began packing for my Chilean Adventure. Dad keeps laughing and saying I won't be able to fit everything, but sorry Dad, we are going to PROVE.YOU.WRONG!

One of these suitcases is now completely full, the other to be filled with my clothes. I've got a few more pit stops to make and then I'm ready. It's an awkward feeling to try to explain, leaving on an adventure and all. But if I could do it all over again, I'd do it in a jiffy. 7 days and counting :)


Today is a good day.

Today, I am so filled with gratitude. I apologize that this won't have any pictures... maybe I'll scrounge up one or two. I'm trying to get better at taking pictures. Maybe that's one of the bazillion things I'm going to learn to do on my mission :) I am grateful for
  • Arizona, and it's wonderful winter weather. I'm going to freeze my keester off in Chile!
  • Babies
  • Church callings. I love my laurels!
  • Day old popcorn. Seriously, I could just keep eating it. SO. GOOD.
  • Ears to hear with. Today they've heard Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Dora, and Leap Frog. Word. 
  • Friends and family. I've got the best I tell ya
  • Gas in my car
  • Heavenly Father and His willingness to send His son to die for me and you.
  • Ice, to make my water cold
  • Jesus Christ, or Jesucristo. In every language, He is the same!
  • Knowledge of things most important
  • Letters from my favorite missionary :)
  • Mail and the ability to send and receive it.
  • Nails. Fingernails to be exact.
  • Oxygen
  • Prayers. Right now, it's the prayer that all of my stuff will fit in my suitcases :)
  • Quails and quicksand
  • Rain and rainbows. I can't wait to be in Chile where it'll rain!
  • Socks to keep my toesies warm
  • The temple
  • Utah, because it houses some of my family, my brother, Todd, and the Prophets and Apostles
  • Violins, violas, and all instruments musical. I will be in a symphony someday.
  • Weddings.
  • eXamples. Both young and old, I'm amazed by the people I have in my life.
  • Yellow. It's such a happy color!
  • Zippers and zingers
And with that, I'll leave you with one happy, happy picture :)
This is what I wish I could do to him right now.  This punk didn't write me a letter this week. Rude, rude, rude.
Happy Weekend :)  



7 more days of work at the best job ever with some of the best people I've ever met. 
15 days until I'm no longer a teenager.
23 days until I become a full time sister missionary.
24 days until I say "Peace out Arizona" and become a full time wearer of my fanny pack.
25 days until I set foot into the Provo Missionary Training Center and get put in spanish classes galore, in which, I will understanding NOTHING except baño and la iglesia de Jesucristo de los santos de los últimos días, and queso. I also know how to say palabra a su madre. I voluntarily signed up for these when I submitted my mission papers...
63 days until General Conference.
66 days until I hop off a plane in a foreign country. On a different continent. Hopefully in rain :)
Geez, these countdowns are getting CA-RAZY. As much of a nervous wreck as I am, I cannot possibly wait!


An attempt to describe

Finally, something that sort of describes how I'm feeling. I found this poem today, and it does more justice than my words can right now. I'm a ball of nerves/faith/anxiety/excitement/uncertainty/humility and SO much more. 26 days and I'm outta here folks, into the MTC which I'll stay at until right after General Conference!

As I prepare to leave this place behind
My thoughts are turned above.
To my Father and Redeemer
I feel their fervent love

The time is getting closer
When I'll be set out on my way
I begin to count the weeks
The hours and the days

The beginning of a journey
A tale I'll soon convey
Of the struggles and the joys
I'll feel along the way

I'm sure the work's demanding
And the hours will drag on
As I face the taxing task
Of teaching 'till the sun is gone

There are days I'll be discouraged
And nights I'll miss my home
My heart might just feel empty
I may feel utterly alone

Although concerns surround me
I must always face my fears
And know that through my trials
My Savior will be near

I'll study my scriptures daily
Pondering the words I read
I know that if I do this
The Lord will take the lead

When my heart becomes discouraged
I know that I must kneel
And utter words unto the Lord
His love for me is real

For I know I am His daughter
He sent me here to earth
To preach of His true gospel
And learn of my great worth

In my life He's never left me
And I'm sure He never will
Through trials I will face
I must listen and be still

If I make sure my heart is open
And I'm faithful, kind, and true
I'll hear the Savior's words ring out
declaring, "I love you!"

So as I serve my mission
I know He'll be my guide
and if I follow in His ways
He'll be right by my side.



Oh missions...

6 weeks ago today, I said goodbye to a boy that I am completely in love with, so that he can serve a 2 year mission in Korea. Today I said goodbye to a boy that I have loved since the day he was born, so that he can serve a 2 year mission in Washington D.C. It has not been easy by any means, and if you haven't done it, you don't know what it's like. But I CAN do this, and I will, because in the end it will be more than worth it. But I can't do it alone, and only with the help of my Savior and my testimony in Him, have I done what I have. I KNOW this is where they both should be and I wouldn't want them anywhere else. :)

Any ways. As I decided how to do this post, I've had many things running through my head. I was going to be sentimental, I was going to be a goof, I was going to write it and request that you rap it while you read it. BUT, as I was looking through pictures of me and Jake, I've decided what I must do.
Jake is 17 months and 9 days younger than me. For 18.5 years now, we have been pretty much inseparable. We're sidekicks, we're the best of buds. The only time I ever call him Jacob is when I'm mad at him or he's being annoying, but even then it's not just Jacob. I bust his full name, and that's how it's been for as long as I can remember. He's always been Jake or Jay to me, and most recently Jakie poo. I held out as tallest until about halfway through 9th grade, and then it was over. Ever since he's been my little, "big" brother. People who don't know us either think we're twins or that we're dating. In the temple the other day, they thought we were married. I get the whole twin thing, but the dating or married thing I have never understood because we look so much alike.. Haha whatevs. Jake has the voice of an angel and I truly believe he will use it to do so much good throughout his life. Selfishly, I don't want him to marry someone who can play the piano, because I always want to be his pianist. :) We have been best buds forever, and it was just us for 4 years till the rest of the crew started coming along. 4 of my 14.5 years of school were at different schools than him, and they were always the worst, because my best friend had been left behind. We went everywhere together, did everything together, and invented everything together. We fight, we call each other names, we punch and pinch, but we also laugh, play games, and go crazy together. He's been there for me through everything, from stupid boys to fabulous boys, and failed tests to straight A's. He's my late night movie buddie, my workout buddie, my temple buddie, my do things because we think it's a good idea buddie, and now he's my mission buddie. I am SO proud of the young man he has grown up to be, and I can't wait to watch him grow even more while he's out serving the Lord and the people of D.C. Go get em' Elder Peterson. You're gonna rock it. I love you :)

And now, in honor of him leaving, y'all get the pleasure of school pictures from our first day of school together, to our most recent day of school together. Yes, a few of these are from my scrapbook, and the only year missing is our 10th and 11th. Oh well!

Kindergarten and 1st Grade

1st and 2nd Grade
2nd and 3rd Grade
3rd, 4th, and Kindergarten

1st, 4th, and 5th Grade 
 Kindergarten, 2nd, 5th, and 6th Grade
7th and 8th Grade

8th and 9th Grade

11th and 12th Grade

1st and 2nd year of College. 

And here is our most recent picture together, our mission picture.

Here's to Elder and Hermana Peterson. 35 days folks and this is a reality, for me at least. It's a reality for him now :) Love you Jake Elder Peterson. See you in 2 years.