I have always wanted to go to see Garth Brooks in concert. It has definitely been on my bucket list. Getting tickets to see him was definitely insane. I got online at 9:00 and got put on a waiting list. Then at 10:00 I got in to the system for Saturday night. Clayton's sister and sister in laws were all on as well trying to get tickets for all of us. So I finally got on, but didn't realize that it was timing me until I had two minutes left to add all my information in, and also check with everybody to make sure they wanted the tickets. It was so intense. I had so much adrenaline, and was literally shacking so bad, but luckily we got tickets. We ended up getting really good seats as well.
Garth was everything that I possibly imagined and more. Who would have thought that he was in his 50s by the way he moved around on the stage. I didn't realize how many of his songs that I knew either. He played all of his old classics.
I love Clay's family. They were literally crazy at the concert, but they were so much fun and kept us laughing the whole time. Surprisingly I was very mellow at the concert, but still had one heck of a time. I have been to a lot of concerts in my day, and this was definitely the best concert that I have ever been too.
Sadly the concert didn't end as I would have wanted it too. We got to the car and there car had been broken into, and my purse was gone. I thought that it was fine because the windows were tinted and so I left my purse under the seat. This was definitely the worst mistake I could have made. I have never felt so stupid in my whole life especially because we were in Clayton's sisters car. I have also never felt so alone in my whole life, and felt so numb. They all kept telling me that it was fine and to not worry about it, but how do you not worry about something like that? How do you not worry when you just caused someones car to be thrashed. It was the worst feeling in the world, but what made it even worse was the moment I realized that I had my flash drive in my purse that had my mission journal and also all of my mission pictures. I was devasted, and so sad. My mission meant the world to me. It literally changed me, and everything that I felt and experienced was on those precious flash drives. I didn't care about the money or anything else. None of that mattered, but those flash drives were priceless and not replaceable. I literally cried for 2 days straight. I have never prayed so hard to find something before. Heavenly Father answered my prayer, but he didn't answer it in the way that I wanted. I got my purse back, but the flash drives were gone. I received a call from a man who said that he had found my purse in a bush. Talk about a miracle. I learned a very important lesson. I learned that God loves us more then we could possibly imagine. He hears our prayers, and is aware of our struggles, but that doesn't mean that he will answer them in the way that we ask. He sees the bigger picture and knows what we need to help us learn and grow even though it can be hard to go through. I hope and pray that those flash drives will come to use one day. I hope that someone who truly needs to hear my testimony will come in contact with them, and God will be able to use them for the better. I am also grateful for how loving Clayton's Sister and Brother in Law were. I am sure deep down they were angry and frustrated with me, but all they showed me was pure love which I was very grateful for. They are huge examples to me.
