Hahaha. Email titles ain't comin as naturally as they once were.
Lessons Learned
-Nothing
spikes blood pressure in yound and old like trasnfers-the rumors,
threats, and hopes thereof. Haha, I think we over anxious sisters and
elders have scarred the senior couple Reeds for the duration of their
most likely transnfer-less time left in the field.
-Doesn't matter how much faith you have that this time, just
might work--it is physically impossible to accurately arrive at any
scripture and page destination on the street while wearing gloves.
Sister H, those babies have GOT to come off before they wax antsy of
waiting, take the book and run. Haha
-If stealthy, it is possible to capture the various displays of
meat and pork around the area; clearly a limited time offer going on
here. (see photo below)
-As much as you might intend to
develop photos, sometimes there's no stopping society from shutting
down, in honor of the one and only "Women's Day." March 8th, a time for
flowers, chocolate, congratulation, and kisses. This year no exception!
Hah, except completely and yes in every way shape and form--maybe.
Anyway, could've probably guessed it by the garage door down over the
store window that our needed shop was closed---just before we could
verbally indicate the fact to each other, we were interrupted by the
most tragic lament of a most distraught little boy--small, alone, and
crying aloud to voice his despair: "WHAT? CLOSED!! WHY!! Whyyyyyy!!! As
he threw his arm in the air to shout at they sky with a box of
chocolates in hand- I think I remember laughed, as he kicked the wall,
after heavy forehead pressed against the door--and finally in his
defeat, set off.
"ооо нет -- зто закрыт???" I asked for clarification.
"
Daaaaaa" he pouttingly revealed, before making for the highway to go
sing about it on his Russian harmonica that he DIDN'T MAKE IT IN TIME TO
BUY!!!! hahahah, it was the funniest saddest greatest experience.
A very very intense couple of days. Transfer calls
came in a WEEK ahead of schedule for all sisters. All week long with
nervous thoughts hopes expectations and questions marks for what was to
come for my final cycle in the mission field. To be pulled out and train
a newbie was a very heavy side of possibility. I had to calm my
thoughts after losing a little sleep when sisters came and stayed with
us, full of news and inklings to the future since they would be heading
up to samara to get Miss Ukrainian Sister Bonja up and outta here due to
visa requirements. Talk to them." Wow. She made potatoes, chicken, and
pickled tomatoes with bread. Hahah, with tea and jam and do re mi.
Roostam came with us, and I will never forget watching this very normal
wonderful woman putting a prayer cloth over and around her head,
securing and tying it the way one would a bonnet, in order to read aloud
Moroni's promise. Something she does before any period of scripture
reading.
WAIT I GOTTA GO!!!! LOVE YOU HAVE A GREAT WEEK
SISTER CLYDEEE
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