A lot of times I get really caught up if I'm doing enough and live
in constant worry if I'm fulfilling my purpose as a missionary. I feel
guilt when I'm not... like when I get to scared to talk to some or my
Russian gets jumbled. That guilt builds up and I can't tell you how much
I've thought about going home. But now, seeing home, as much as I love
you all, I know I would rather be here. hahaa just puts everything into
perspective... life goes on, wake up, be a missionary, I repent like
crazy, love life, meet awesome people and all is well.
Let's see.. I told you the highlights of this week basically. The
week before was Easter and we went over to Ludmila's the inactive member
who lives in that house I sent you a picture of. She is honestly an
angel. Her husband died awhile ago and she lives with her daughter's
family who are very nice when they're not drunk. Ummm she fed us
kooleech, the Easter cake I sent a picture of too you and we brought her
some tulips we bought from a babooshka on the street. It was a precious
time. I actually took that picture of her house right afterwards. She's
often alone because she's so bed-ridden, especially alone in the gospel
because of her family, so she really cherishes our visits. As do I.
People like her are the reason why there are missionaries in
Russia--stalwart members of the House of Israel. After that we walked
home as a huge cloud rolled in. We made it home in time to see a huge
flash of lightening and then it poured down once we got inside. Another
little note about domes (apartment buildings). They are super safe.
There's a door to get in the stair well, then a door to get into the
level door, then a door to our apartment. ALL Russian domes have at
least three doors separating them from the outside world. Even the
houses I've been in have two or three separate doors to get in. I think
it's part of that soviet mentality. About a week ago we were knocking...
in one stairwell no one would even open the door for us so we're
leaving and a lady yells out the window at us. We started a conversation
with her and she was very nice...has a son in Colorado and wanted to
talk with us but she wouldn't let us into her apartment. So she comes
outside to talk to us. It turns out she used to be an engineer for "the
war" (I'm assuming the cold one). She claimed atheism and told us all
about how it was in the old times. She gave us her skype and email.
Regardless of her age and origins, she was very with it and so alive.
Again, I'm out of time. Love you! Again, Happy Mothers' Day!! Say hi to Grandma Gregory and Grandma and Grandpa Johnson again, maybe I can see them at Christmas?? :)
Again, I'm out of time. Love you! Again, Happy Mothers' Day!! Say hi to Grandma Gregory and Grandma and Grandpa Johnson again, maybe I can see them at Christmas?? :)
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