Wink of an eye
¡HOLA!
We're in week three of our transfer! How nuts! My first full transfer. Wow. I feel all super.
Everyday from 1 to about 4 all the stores are closed because of the siesta, and normally what we do for lunch on Pdays is everybody from the district gets together. Today we made tacos! Mexican food doesn't exist down here, and you can never find cheddar cheese or tortillas, but today we went to a different store and found the cheese, and we just cook up some stretched out empanada shells and call it good. Needless to say I'm very happy right now :)
I can't really say too much for what's going on around here, the same missionary stuff at the same missionary times. Walking, teaching, walking, talking, teaching...But it's all for a good cause, right?
Actually, I really like it here in Zapala. The people here are super friendly and open. You ask for their address and they just give it to you. My companion said that it's never happened to her in her entire mission, but we're so not complaining. I'm still learning to open my mouth in lessons. Although I've been here in Argentina for just over a month I'm still having trouble just listening and speaking with them. I can get the gist of what they're saying, but for some reason it's either "I'm talking" or "I'm listening," never " We're conversating." But I'm working harder on that. It's getting frustrating when people turn to my companion and say "Does she understand?" and I'm like "YES! HELLO?!? I totally know you're talking about me right now!" But alas, I'm going to change that!
Something that I've realized lately is that this mission is going to change me, like in the kind of way that it will hurt. I was so bent on not being that way, but it's something that can't really be helped. Now that I'm in an area where I can invest myself with the people, I find that when they have pitfalls or when they don't accept or refuse to understand, it kills me. So many people here have word of wisdom or law of chastity problems and they make excuses like "I can't do it. I can't change. They won't change. It's not going to happen." I think of how lame those excuses are. It's not impossible. Christ suffered everything so that he could help us if we find the faith to change. Yeah, so maybe Christ never smoked a cigarette,
or lived with His girlfriend, or got drunk every weekend, but He knows what it feels like. He knows how we suffer, how we could suffer if we do these things. He knows how hard it is for us to leave these things behind. But He also knows that we can leave these things behind. I just need a scripture that says that! I've been coming to a greater appreciation for the atonement because I know that these things aren't impossible, and I just want so bad to let other people know too. Everyone, even those who don't want to know.
How are the boys doing? They can totally write me an email. They are still a part of my family after all.
And I would believe Adam. He told me that same thing when I was at the airport over the phone. I had been hoping he was still doing it. That makes me feel so much better. If he doesn't know, I wrote him an email a while ago, and he should WRITE BACK!!! For heaven's sakes, one of my elders from my second district from the MTC has already written me, why won't my brother!?! HDSAHDIFGANRTIOAGN!!!
That was the sound of frustration... or snoring.
Let everyone know I love them, even those who take a little bit of time to read the blog and those in Downey, Rexburg, and San Diego. Even my Bethy Bubbykins. She should be getting a letter soon.
Lots of love LOVE LLOOVVEEE!!! And take care xoxo
It's like that Micheal McLean song, "In the wink of an eye I'll be home."
I'll see you all in a sec :)
xoxo, Hna.Georgeson
p.s. The dog that belongs to our dueña (apartment owner) barks just like S'More. I just realized this the other night and it trips me out all the time! My baby! *tear*
We're in week three of our transfer! How nuts! My first full transfer. Wow. I feel all super.
Everyday from 1 to about 4 all the stores are closed because of the siesta, and normally what we do for lunch on Pdays is everybody from the district gets together. Today we made tacos! Mexican food doesn't exist down here, and you can never find cheddar cheese or tortillas, but today we went to a different store and found the cheese, and we just cook up some stretched out empanada shells and call it good. Needless to say I'm very happy right now :)
I can't really say too much for what's going on around here, the same missionary stuff at the same missionary times. Walking, teaching, walking, talking, teaching...But it's all for a good cause, right?
Actually, I really like it here in Zapala. The people here are super friendly and open. You ask for their address and they just give it to you. My companion said that it's never happened to her in her entire mission, but we're so not complaining. I'm still learning to open my mouth in lessons. Although I've been here in Argentina for just over a month I'm still having trouble just listening and speaking with them. I can get the gist of what they're saying, but for some reason it's either "I'm talking" or "I'm listening," never " We're conversating." But I'm working harder on that. It's getting frustrating when people turn to my companion and say "Does she understand?" and I'm like "YES! HELLO?!? I totally know you're talking about me right now!" But alas, I'm going to change that!
Something that I've realized lately is that this mission is going to change me, like in the kind of way that it will hurt. I was so bent on not being that way, but it's something that can't really be helped. Now that I'm in an area where I can invest myself with the people, I find that when they have pitfalls or when they don't accept or refuse to understand, it kills me. So many people here have word of wisdom or law of chastity problems and they make excuses like "I can't do it. I can't change. They won't change. It's not going to happen." I think of how lame those excuses are. It's not impossible. Christ suffered everything so that he could help us if we find the faith to change. Yeah, so maybe Christ never smoked a cigarette,
or lived with His girlfriend, or got drunk every weekend, but He knows what it feels like. He knows how we suffer, how we could suffer if we do these things. He knows how hard it is for us to leave these things behind. But He also knows that we can leave these things behind. I just need a scripture that says that! I've been coming to a greater appreciation for the atonement because I know that these things aren't impossible, and I just want so bad to let other people know too. Everyone, even those who don't want to know.How are the boys doing? They can totally write me an email. They are still a part of my family after all.
And I would believe Adam. He told me that same thing when I was at the airport over the phone. I had been hoping he was still doing it. That makes me feel so much better. If he doesn't know, I wrote him an email a while ago, and he should WRITE BACK!!! For heaven's sakes, one of my elders from my second district from the MTC has already written me, why won't my brother!?! HDSAHDIFGANRTIOAGN!!!
That was the sound of frustration... or snoring.
Let everyone know I love them, even those who take a little bit of time to read the blog and those in Downey, Rexburg, and San Diego. Even my Bethy Bubbykins. She should be getting a letter soon.
Lots of love LOVE LLOOVVEEE!!! And take care xoxo
It's like that Micheal McLean song, "In the wink of an eye I'll be home."
I'll see you all in a sec :)
xoxo, Hna.Georgeson
p.s. The dog that belongs to our dueña (apartment owner) barks just like S'More. I just realized this the other night and it trips me out all the time! My baby! *tear*
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