I SAW HIM.

So I work at the Missionary Training Center (MTC) in Provo, which is where LDS missionaries get trained before heading off to the field. I do Night Custodial two days a week, and work in the Cafeteria during breakfasts on Tuesdays. Before Elder Gibby entered the MTC, we thought we would see each other every Tuesday for those 6 weeks. When he got into the MTC, however, he found out that he wouldn't be able to come into the Cafeteria on Tuesdays and Thursdays for breakfast. His district has gym at 7:30, so all they had time to do was go grab a sack breakfast before heading off to gym. Knowing that I wouldn't see him ever, I couldn't help feeling a little bit like this:

Anyway, a couple weeks ago on March 19th (a month into Elder Gibby being on his mission) I ditched classes so that I could work a lunch shift (don't worry, I was responsible and got notes from the classes I missed!). Of course I wanted to see him, but I left it up to him whether or not we would see each other.

So, Tuesday comes around and I'm at the MTC, at the Soup and Wrap Bar. And I get SOUPER nervous (Hehehehe. I love puns!) Anyway, I'm busy making wraps and salads for missionaries, trying to move as fast as I can. As I turn around to go help the next missionary in line, I hear someone exclaim, "Chanel!" 

OH MY GRAVY. The next person in line was my missionary!!!!!! 

I was so excited, right?!?! Maybe I did a little happy dance, or scream, or something of the sort! For goodness sakes, I hadn't seen Elder Gibby in person for 3 months!!! 

Well sure! That's what I thought would happen! You know, something like this:

Or at least this:

Except that I kind of just froze. And then I started shaking. The way I describe it to my friends is that I was shaking like a chihuahua about to pee itself. Pretty good simile, yeah? :)

I'm pretty sure this is what I looked like. No joke. Eyes and all!

Just imagine it shaking REALLY bad.

So, in the midst of my uncontrollable shaking, I got a freaking stupid stutter while I attempted to ask him what I could get him. Shaking? Fine. But, seriously?!? Don't take away my ability to talk too! 

"W-would you like l-lettucccce? Or sp-spinach? Ooorrr... Oor maybe b-both?"

Goodness I was a sight to see.

I mean, I guess it makes sense, it being the first time I'd seen him in person as my boyfriend, but my mind should've been stronger than that! 

Anyway, I somehow managed to make Elder Gibby a salad, and he went on his way to eat lunch.

He came back a bit later, and asked if we could get a picture together. Let me tell you, taking pictures with missionaries is awkward. You just have to stand next to them. Juuuust stand there. Oh, and did I mention I was still shaking? Hahaha.

After talking for a couple minutes, I had to get back to my job because there was a line starting to form. He came back one last time, bringing along his district because apparently they wanted to meet me! Hah! It was fun, and they all seemed really nice. 

Anywho, that day couldn't have gotten any better!

I think this past month and a half has been less hard for me because our relationship has always been a long-distance one. I'm not used to having him with me all the time in person. It hasn't been easy though, that's for sure. Things were tough the first two weeks, going from communicating every day to just a letter once a week. But after week two, I felt great about everything! Getting letters from my missionary with words of encouragement just invigorated me and refreshed me for the week! I knew I could make it through until I left on my mission without a doubt. I'll admit, after seeing Adam in the MTC, I had a bit of a relapse. I started to feel like I did the first two weeks, but I shook it off, and now I'm better than ever! :)

869 Days Left! :)