Ayoooo familia!!!
Okayyyyy so this week has been a blur. It's the gospel truth
(take it from a missionary,) that a day here feels like a week and a week feels
like a day. Crazy stuff. Can't believe I am coming up on a month. I am learning
so much. First of all, I am not responsible for anything I am doing out here.
It is literally ALL the Lord. I owe Him BIG TIME. It just makes me want to work
harder to show him how grateful I am. I am learning to become more patient and
compassionate and a heck of a lot more trusting in people. Life lessons and I
am only three weeks in. A mission is irreplaceable. Trust me. I am going to be
100% different when I get back. Hallelujah! Okay I have a ton to write so I am
going to just bullet point.
Missionaries have an
intense need to relieve frustration in interesting ways. My district has come
up with a few: Saying "gosh-stinking-darnit" and
"salchichas." Also, we tell jokes. Two of my favorites: "Why did
the plane crash into the mountain?" "Why?" "Because the
pilot was a loaf of bread." and "What is brown and green and hurts if
it falls on you from out of a tree?" "A billiards table."
Genius. Thank you, Elders. Also, Elder Mendivil got candy from his mom, and the other night
during language study he whispered my name so I looked over at him and he had
giant gummy eye candies on his eyes and I nearly literally DIED laughing.
Everything is ten times funnier here.
The mosquitoes here are AWFUL. And EVERYWHERE. Poor Elder
Abbott looks like Lazarus he has so many bites. About a week ago something bit
me on my ankle and it got really swollen and painful and red and veiny and it
hurt for about five days, but now it is fine. Thanks, Mexico.
-The food here is really pretty good. We had flan the other
night. I though I died and went to Heaven. For real. I can't decide if I am
gaining or losing weight though. I love the fruit-Hermana Bullough (my best
friend here) discovered that watermelon is AMAZING with lime juice on it. TRY
IT. Our new saying is "Well, at least we still have watermelon,"
anytime anything bad happens. That is how good it is. It fixes EVERYTHING.
-Halloween here was non-existent. Some sisters dressed up
like the Young Women's values and caught the third degree from Hermana and
Presidente Pratt, so that killed the Holiday spirit pretty well. Not
Lazarus-style either…..there is no
resurrecting Halloween at the CCM. So we just had a normal day full of hard
work, which is better than a holiday anyways.
-Hermana Buhler and I found a pregnant Siamese Mix kitty
here on campus, she is so cute and sweet. We named her "Darla Too"
after Hermana Buhler's grandma's cat. (Yes, it was an intentional use of
"too.") I hope we get to see her kittens.
-I am heartbroken because Dia de los Muertos was this last
week and I didn't get to see a single decoration. But the sweeties in the
Comedor made sure to get us all some pastry skulls which was nice. Every night
we hear fireworks and music blasting. In fact, our language study time the
other night was interrupted by the Ghostbusters theme blaring over the city
loudspeaker. I absolutely LOVE Mexico.
It's a fiesta all the time.
-I love Mexico and I
love the people here. I have made friends with all the workers and teachers. My
teacher, Hermana Vargas told me the other day "All these other
missionaries are gringos, but you have been Latina since the day you
came." Haha, YES! Actually, people have been telling me I look Italian or
Native-American or Spanish since I got here....so maybe all this Mexican food
is taking a toll. Or maybe it is the sun. (I now have zig zag tan lines on my
feet from my shoes.)-So Elder Phillips and Elder Dunyon (some of my favorite Elders-Phillips is this giggly teddy bear and Dunyon is like a sarcastic Superman,) told me something funny about Nebraska this week. They said: "Hey, did you know that Nebraska is the only state that uses a toothbrush?" and I was super confused for a second until they said "Yeah, everywhere else uses teethbrushes, but in Nebraska everyone only has one tooth each!!!" They're too sweet to me, hahaha.
-So in case anyone wanted to know how to speak Spanish like
a Latino, let me tell you the short cut. My teachers told us this: Chile+Frijoles+Tortillas=El don de lenguas.
I am convinced it is the truth. The hotter the chile, the faster I talk! And
the elders had their own little addition: Chile+frijoles+tortillas=Mas
flatulencia. Hahaha it has not bothered my stomach one bit, but I can testify
our classroom windows have been open for a reason, thanks to my sweet Elders...
love those smelly boys.
-I have three investigators that I teach nearly every day
now- Rodrigo, Juanita,and Rosana. Los amo con todo mi corazon.
-We watched the John Tanner story and Unto This End Was I
Born...both so good. We have the most incredible gospel...what are you guys
willing to give for it? Would you die for it? But more importantly...would you
live for it? Food for thought.
-Went to the temple today...amazing as usual. The Celestial
Room here is PERFECT. And I got to do
the entire session, even the veil, in Spanish. The Spirit was so strong. I just
kept thinking how much I want that place to be the keystone for my future
family. I am so grateful for eternal families. Something way cool was some of
the missionaries on our bus wrote their testimonies in a Libro de Mormon and we
handed it out the window to this family on the street. The dad said they would
read it!!! YES! Also, we were singing hymns all together and a guy ran out of
his little store on the side of the road and started waving and blowing kisses
to us. I got so teary, and I waved and blew him a kiss back. And later a little
kid was looking out a bus window right next to mine so I waved to him and
smiled and he giggled and waved back shyly at first and then waved more until
he was out of sight. My heart melted. I love the latino people. I can't imagine
having gone to the Provo MTC. This is paradise. Anyways, I think that is about it. I love you all so much, and hope all starts to go better. I love this gospel and I KNOW it is true. I challenge everyone to read Moroni 10:3-5 and do it with a sincere heart and real intent. (Which means you are determined to act on the answer you receive.) I promise you will get answers. I promise this to you as a representative of Jesus Christ.
I am sorry I don't get time to write everyone individually...but time is short and I am always excited to get back to work.
Todo mi corazon,
Hermana Miller :)
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