It's been hard to post since my computer broke. And also because I have been sick with a cold since a week ago on Sunday. And also because of #9 from the list of "10 Things a Missionary Can Never Tell You." Since I can't tell you about that, I won't. But at least now I know I am not alone. According to the comments about the article many other missionaries are struggling with the same thing. That gives me comfort.
You know I try to keep things positive here, (and as the article said, there are some things a missionary simply can't share, though I try to be as honest as possible) so I will keep quiet about the things I can't/shouldn't say. On the other hand, camp for the younger kids over the long weekend was very good. They all went up to La Tigra and learned a lot while enjoying themselves immensely. I got a lot of photos.
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| Kristofer |
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| Paying attention |
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| Isabela's Mom had to cook so she came too! |
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| This shirt is so perfect for Samuel |
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| A skit about being nice (these 2 were the bullies) |
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| Great food prepared with love |
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| Delia, a lady I have recently begun to grow close to |
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| Art |
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| Brother and Sister (Jired and Isa) |
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| Alejandra in a rare moment of tranquility |
I find that I am filling up my gas tank every 3 weeks as opposed to every 6 days since I moved to the city. Awesome! Also, I am gaining weight since neighbor Fany always brings me delicious treats like a special cheese her husband's family makes fresh each day, or tamalitos (sweet corn tamales) or corn, which is now in season. I ate four pieces of corn on the cobb and tamalitos for dinner last night. What can I say? I had to! The corn was unhusked and it was going to dry out! I continue to enjoy my new home in the city.
Also, Jetty used to need 2 asthma treatments daily when we were in the mountains. I am happy to announce since our move to the city, Jetty has now been without any asthma treatments for a week and a half! She goes outside every morning before I go to work and plays in the afternoons in the garden after I get home. She likes her new home a lot too, I think.
I was a little concerned about moving here because my landlords in the mountains always took the time to be sure I was safe. But in the city Fany is doing the same. Saturday night I came home from the youth camp later than normal with a car full of people so I wasn't concerned for my own safety. The phone rang as I was part way down the mountain. It was Fany saying that she and her husband were worried because I wasn't home yet and it was 10 p.m. I am so grateful for my previous landlords and all of the time and effort they put into making sure I was safe. God continues to place people in my life to look out for me. I am very blessed.
