Today I met with some people who have unofficially mentored me since I became Christian. They have loved me in my ignorance, and through the good and bad. I've never felt judged by them, though they made it clear when they thought I was off track. I appreciate people like that!
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| My friends with their gift from Honduras hand made by the kids where I serve |
Then I met with another friend for lunch. We had Ethiopian food and talked for hours. Due to unfortunate circumstances, she is basically homeless right now. Her Mom is providing a roof over her head until Monday. She is educated and smart, kind, caring and hard working but she can't afford a place to live.
Thankfully, she teaches English to the kids of the restaurant owners, so neither of us paid for lunch. We weren't allowed. We spent hours just talking and talking about everything. I enjoy our friendship a lot because we have different backgrounds and even different religions, but we have a respect and love for each other that transcends those differences. I never get bored talking with her.
After lunch I looked around for gym shoes for Laura. Fany called me in a panic. About a month ago she was asked to host an event at her house. The event is tomorrow. This afternoon the people called to say they do not want anyone to use disposable dishes or utensils. So Fany is having a nervous breakdown trying to come up with enough plates to feed everyone. There are 30 people! I told her she should tell everyone to bring their own plate if they want to have rules like that.
I looked around for gym shoes for Laura and ended up finding some cute black shoes that I hope she can wear with her uniform. Fany is using the money she earns from taking care of my cat to enroll Laura in school in February. Laura is so excited!
I also got to talk to Ana and her family. I was smothered with "I love you's" and could hardly hear what Ana was saying. Can't wait to see them when I get back to Honduras.
Speaking of phone calls, Erika called me yesterday! I was shocked. Usually she calls me collect when I am in Honduras. I never expected her to call me in the US. She said she figured my US phone didn't have her phone number (which is correct) so she wanted to be sure I had it.
The strangest thing has happened. Since I got to the US, almost every single day someone from my work or from my old church (or both) have sent me a friend request on Facebook. I think my coworkers miss me! That is a nice feeling - to know I am not forgotten.
This evening I had dinner with my friend Heather. She is one of my dearest friends. And one of the busiest. I cherish every moment I get with her and I know the feeling is mutual. Time in Salt Lake is flying by too quickly. I love this place.
