My plan failed, apparently Hna Santillan before she left told my mamita my b-day so i guess i´ll be celebrating it after all. and the elder´s mamita was about ready to murder me if i didn´t tell her when my birthday was so i caved. but luckily its only those 2 familys that know.
I can´t believe i´m turning 20. i refuse to believe it. haha, but i guess i´ve already accepted the fact that i´m old. i was knitting the other day and when my companion asked me when i learned how i was all, (without realizing it but in a voice very thoughtful), ¨oh, when i was young...¨. and then yesterday i gave another talk in sacrament meeting. so normally i plan exactly how i´m going to start my talk but for some reason i was not prepared for this one. so i sang a special number with elder vega, finish the number and walk up to give my talk. as i get to the pulpit i realized i had no idea how to start. So the first thing that came to my head was some memory from a few years ago. so i start ¨When i was young...¨ and everyone just started laughing at me and the lady behind me is all ¨and what are you now?¨
So my companion´s been going to therapy for back problems, after the first 2 days of therapy her problems were a bunch worse. so then yesterday we helped familia Fuentes chop wood. so my companion´s there chopping wood and i´m all ¨this is probably the worst thing you could do for your back.¨ well guess what. we got home and she´s all ¨dude, all my back pain is gone, i´ve never felt better!¨ so i guess chopping wood is better therapy than going to a doctor...
So familia Fuentes is my favorite family here. its the only complete family i´ve taught here and they´re hilarious. i´ve never laughed so hard before. i feel like i´m home when i´m with them, all their brothers and sisters and dad joking around and such. and then yesterday the oldest son whips out a guitar and starts playing himns while i sang. It just made my life :)
Dad, i think the best thing you´ve sent me have been those earplugs. i have to use them practically every night or i can´t sleep. i´m about ready to murder Butch the second. i don´t know how, we´ve tried everything but somehow he always enters in our gate and at 3 in the morning barks and barks and barks. it drives me insane. and i think our landlord who lives in front of us is about ready to kick us out because this dog keeps following us home.
I don´t understand how its not snowing. when its this cold rain should not be able to exist, but no, its raining and its freezing cold. lovely. but i´m surviving. its not as cold as Utah can get but just the fact that there´s rain is throwing me off.
mom, we definitely don´t have ipads in this mission. its the traditional walking and knocking on doors mission. (for which i´m thoroughly grateful cuz i´m not a big fan of technology)
whelp, thats my life. we´ve found some good new investigators and i´m excited to see what happens there. but we have transfers next week. i don´t think we´re going to have any cambios but you never know.
i love you all!
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