Belmopan–week 6!?
Hello dearly beloved seres queridos,
To answer Dad’s questions about my comp, she is from Honduras (like Hna Estrada, but she comes from a part of Honduras that is actually A LOT like the United States) I believe she now has 14 months in the mission (two transfers more than me) so she only has about 3 or 4 transfers left. I always work with old missionaries. It’s kind of weird because usually the sisters get to be senior comp after 6 or 8 months or something, but I’ve gotten to work with a lot of sisters who have a lot of experience. It’s kind of nice because they all already know more than me… She loves to joke around and bug me. She wants to be a professional forensic doctor and solve crimes like that. She has quickly converted to Sweet and Sour Chicken since she’s been with me, and she can almost say it in English now.
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Hello Family
I am going to try really hard to remember the things that happened this week.
*We were praying that Luis would be willing to move his baptismal date up so, he pushed it back. 🙁 Continue reading “Hello Family”
Well, we’ve reached the time… to write.
Dear Family,
Sunshine in my sole today…
Sorry again about last weeks email. Not sure what happened. This week has been pretty good. Lots of little struggles still. We’ve been sent out full field so, we decided to try and get to know all the apartment complexes and streets in the area a little better. So, we walked from one end of our area to the other during the least productive part of the day 12-3 oh wait, also the hottest part of the day. Also because we were going to be walking a lot I decided to wear my ugly sister missionary shoes. Bad idea. I ended up with roughly 10-12 blisters. I am NEVER going to wear those shoes again. Continue reading “Sunshine in my sole today…”
Carne Asada
Repent, all ye ends of the earth…
OK, I really am sorry about not really saying anything in my letter last week. I don’t know how many of you ever saw me with computers though before the mish… lets just say it’s a really good thing I don’t feel the least bit the same about children as I do about computers, because if I felt the same I could NEVER be a mother.
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I’m kind of upset about this… comp…
Don’t know why I seem to always end up with the dead dud comp, but I
can barely type or get pages to open on this guy, so here I am writing
with only less than 10 min left… trying to still be charitable and
semi-missionary-like….(rage)…