October 13, 2014
Wow. OK, remember how I told you it
was transfers? Well in Spanish, we call them cambios, which literally
translated means 'changes.' Well, President told us, more than once, we're not
going to have a lot of changes this transfer.
Ha.
Ha.
And more ha.
Nearly everything changed!
I might be developing some trust
issues here …
So, I am now the only remaining
missionary in Sochiloa from before. Elder Bloxham has finished his mission
(hats off to an excellent missionary and friend), Elder Miranda is going to a
pueblito in Sinaloa (the other state that's in our mission), and Hermana Mendez
is hopping the borderline into the neighboring zone. I honestly feel like I
lost three siblings. We cried – even the elders, even a little bit in front of
us. Yesterday Hna Mendez said that it felt like a great band was breaking up,
or Los Chicos del Barrio (in English, that's the name of the TV series, the
Kids Next Door). Never did I expect to be so sad to see people leave that I
have known for so short a time. But with everything we've been through here in
Sochiloa, I can't help but love them all. And I miss them already :'(
So, I will now be helping not one,
but three missionaries learn the area. And, oh! Fun news! I'm a stepmom! (That
means that I'm training.) AH! And guess what the zone leaders didn’t tell me
yesterday when they called us. That I would be training. Sheesh.
But here she is!
Twenty years old and from Peru, I
will be helping Hermana Gonzales to finish her training as a missionary. I will
also be leading our area, helping the elders with theirs, helping the ward,
trying to find new investigators, trying to help the recent converts gain a
pure testimony and prepare for the temple, trying to forget all of my
weaknesses and trust that everything will be ok, and all while being a happy, knowledgeable
representative of Christ. Stress levels rising ... At least I'm not an STL and
I don't have to teach anyone Spanish ... Ni modos, this will most definitely be
a growing transfer in a very big way.
Highlights (apart from transfers
that is):
-The moon has been super cool this
past week, just a really big ball of orange and wonderful to look at. A true
Harvest Moon and I love it!
-Music continues to be a weak point
for me. On our hardest day this week, our Relief Society President gave us a
ride as she accompanied us to do a visit, and on her radio was playing
"Come With Me Now" by the Kongos. I love that song and it makes me
think of my mom, because she also loves it and sings it with passion.
-I am becoming Mexican. I made
spaghetti for dinner, and for sauce we only had this boxed (not canned, boxed)
tomato sauce that tastes like Chef Boyardee. So I added salsa to it. Fairly
normal. But then once it was ready, I added hot sauce and lime juice. And dear
goodness was I content :)
-While doing service this week, raking
and sweeping, I saw Hna Mendez walking to the other side of the yard wielding
the 12-foot pole that is used to cut mangos from the really high branches. When
I asked her what she was doing she just very calmly said "What? There's a
spider." I laughed until I cried.
Alrighty, I think that's it for now,
Love you all!
Hermana Anderson
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