I don´t remember all of that logo/phrase, but I think the point remains the same, there are some things that never change. I am not one of them. Hello cambios. Yes, another 6 weeks has passed and I am now sitting next to my second companion. Her name is Hermana Cariola, she is from Chile, and this is her first time being senior companion. Seeing how I was the first daughter of Hermana Jones, I´m seeing a lot of firsts in my life. If I move to Senior companion after this transfer I´m probably going to....pray, a lot. I don´t know. Something fun. Hermana Jones on the other hand has the great opportunity of having the Lord and President Gulbrandsen trust in her so much that she is whitewashing an Elder´s area that´s out in the boonies, and training all at the same time. Plus, she´s probably getting another American. When I left her this morning she looked scared out of her mind. She will do great things.
The good news is I´m still in Nunez, which means I get to show the ropes to my new companion. It´s a good thing I paid attention. And already there is a lot more spanish speaking than there was before. Although, it is a standard/rule/expectation that all the Latinos learn how to speak English. So, she´s doing good, but sometimes I´m selfish and just want to talk in spanish. What are you going to do? Also, Hermana Cariola used to be a model before the mission. She´s super skinny. I´m pretty sure that´s going to motivate me never to eat again. We´ll see how that goes.
On to this week. Oh! This week was fun. Actually, it was. We met a lot of new people, we had 5 investigators come to church, which is my record. We have one family (ish) it´s the mom and daughter who absolutely loved church and want to go back. We have a baptismal date with the girl, didn´t have time to talk to the mom because she left to visit her aunt or something. Anyways, point being that´s awesome. And we essentially have 5 people who have the possibility and probability of being baptized this transfer if we stay with them. Here goes.
Story Time: So, we got locked out of our house Saturday night. THat was probably one of the least enjoying experiences of my life. First we have to run around trying to find a locksmith, then we have to coordinate with the zone leaders whether or not we´re going to use the locksmith. Then we have to wait for the zone leaders to come before calling the locksmith, because the locksmith will most likely be male and can´t be alone with Hermanas (valid). And in the end, because we couldn´t open our door we kept 8 other missionaries up until past midnight. Plus us, 10. Score. Church was fun the next day. And then we learned about cambios which means that two nights in a row I didn´t go to bed before midnight. I´m so tired right now. If this e-mail is crazy that´s why.
We also got to know the Familia Abregu a little bit more. They are recent converts that moved to Nunez, and they like missionaries to visit. And we were sitting there talking, and oh my. Hermana Abregu thinks I´m hilarious. I didn´t say much, but every time I did she started cracking up. And it wasn´t like small chuckle laugh. It was more like super loud high pitched nearly fall off my chair laugh. I didn´t get it. It wasn´t even that funny. Like one time, we were talking about marriages and the importance of temple marriages for eternity (valid) and they of course ask us if we´re going to get married/if we have boyfriends. The specific question was "oh, well, who are you going to marry? Do you have a boyfriend?" Something like that, to which my response was "I don´t know who I´ll marry. A man." And Hermana Abregu just starts laughing! "She doesn´t talk much, but when she does it´s hilarious!" Funny, yes. I´m not that funny.
Anyways, all in all, my days are starting to blur. It´s that or lack of sleep. But things are going well. It´s warmed up a bit, which I enjoy. Still in capital. Someday I´m going to see a field, it´s going to be great. I´m glad to hear about all of your fun 24th of July festivities. I´m glad that you are doing well. Tell Grandma that I´ll keep her in my prayers. Thank you for all your prayers as well. Life is grand.
Hermana Reed
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