"When it rains in Rome, it rains miracles"

Well we finished off our first whole week together as new companions
and in our new area, and it was pretty fantastic!
Each day got a little better, and we were just a little less lost each
day. The last "big city" I served in was Palermo, but nothing compares
to Rome. Even if there are a lot of different ward boundaries in the
city, our area is ginormous, but we are learning the roads and the map
so I feel pretty great and accomplished about that. We got lost a few
times, haha, but they just turned out being good learning experiences.
Tuesday we had Zone Conference, and it was our first one with the new
mission president and his wife, and it was really darn fantastic. I
love the Waddoups so much but I'm also loving the Pickerds a ton. They
are going to help do great things here, and they bring such a
different vibe to the mission I feel like I'm serving a completely
different in a completely different mission!

Last night I was talking to Sorella Clark, and she said something I
liked, "when it rains in Rome, it rains miracles". It is sooooo true.
For one, the rain itself was a miracle. Saturday and Sunday it was
overcast and sprinkled and rained some. It was great because we were
out and about all day and it would have just made it that much harder
if it had to be out in the sun. (It's been really hot. As I'm sure it
has been everywhere right now).
Saturday evening we were on the metro, finding, and then we got off at
one stop and were saving one of the numbers to the phone, and then I,
being my usual air-head self, left the phone somewhere...I'm still not
really sure where I left it. But if you know me, you know I sometimes
just kind of zone out. We didn't realize that the phone was missing
until we got home, and it was 9:30 and we realized we had forgotten to
let the district leader know we were home. Anyways..that was kind of
disappointing, but I had just been studying hope and faith that day
and I knew that it was more important that I chose to keep a positive
attitude. It was REALLY hard, but we stayed positive and kept praying
for it. I prayed that an angel would find it and bring it to our
house, but that didn't happen but it's all good.
The next day, Sunday, we went out to go look for it after church and
after we ate lunch. Then as we were headed towards the metro, we ran
into the Anziani, and they were actually headed towards our house to
give us our phone! Someone had found it and then called around the
different numbers on the phone and then someone else contacted the
Elders and they brought it to us! It was a MIRACLE. How many people
can say they've lost their phone on the metro in Rome and then had it
returned to them??? Not very many people. Talk about prayers answered.
Maybe no angel brought it to our house but there was definitely one
looking after it.

There were just also cool little things throughout the day also. Like
Saturday night we were trying to think of ideas for a ward party and
then we were like, okay, hopefully something comes to us in our dreams
haha. But then the only thing I could remember at all from my dream
the next morning was that I met a woman from Moldova, and I was like,
random? Because I've never met anyone from Moldova. But then Sunday
one of the people I talked to was a woman from Moldova!

Then Sunday night we were all over the place, and then we thought to
stop by this one members house. So we stopped by and she was home
thankfully and she also had a friend with her! It was her best friend
from childhood, and she is moving to Italy and just got there a few
days ago. (They're both from Peru) and it turns out that the best
friend wants to take the missionary discussions and start coming to
church and she was so great! She spoke little Italian and mostly
Spanish, but I was able to understand a good portion of it but her
friend also translated. It was just extra cool because her name is the
same as one of my bestest friends from back home, and I haven't heard
that name in forever! I was so excited.

Good things are to come in Rome 3! I know I said it last week but I'll
say it again because after another pday in Rome, my advice for all
traveling to Italy, the best food is going to be at someone's home or
in the poorer neighborhoods. Tourist food is expensive and not made
with as much love, and don't travel in the summer months it's soooo
hot.

Love you all,

Sorella Holiday

I LOVE ROME

I'm in love with this city. Like literally. I love even more living in
the non-touristy part of it because well it's just better as a
missionary! Some of the touristy part of Rome is in our ward
boundaries however, like, the colosseum and the original Vatican, and
some other stuff.

Our ward is a lot smaller and almost no one is actually Italian haha.
But we pretty much all communicate in Italian, but if the people don't
speak Italian they almost always at least speak English.

It's been way crazy running around the past few days trying to figure
things out. The sisters that were here last got emergency transferred
a few weeks ago and so there was not much that they left behind.
Actually, there's literally nothing, zero, haha, but it's all good!

Leaving Pescara was sad. It always feels like it was all just a dream
once you go from one area to the next. I totally got showered with
gifts also, with it conveniently being my birthday and all. A
bracelet, a California shirt  :), and a scarf. All so beautiful!
People are way too generous.

This week I've been learning more about humility. The only thing the
Father asks from us (because it's really in the end the only thing
that's actually ours to give) is our will. He wants us to be better,
and He wants us to help align our will with His. I'm trying to be
better at this.


Questions:

1) What is the general feeling of the members of the church about
having a temple someday in Rome?
   I think because they have waited so long, and the tentative date
has been pushed back yet again to maybe 2019, that there's not really
any fire for it right now. But in general, they are really excited.
It's going to be a PRETTY big deal when the Rome, Italy temple is
finished. It will be the temple square of Europe, and although the
temple itself won't be as big, the temple grounds (visiting center,
etc.) will be bigger than the one in Salt Lake.
2) Where do the members in Rome go now in order to be sealed in a
temple as husband and wife?
  Switzerland. Pretty much everyone in Italy goes to the temple in
Switzerland, except sometimes people in Sicily go to the one in Spain,
because they sometimes choose to fly instead of taking the 30+ hour
bus ride to Switzerland.

3) Do members in Rome and in other areas of Italy have to makes major
sacrifices in order to go to the temple?
   Yes. They are usually only able to go once a year. They organize a
temple trip for the summertime and go as a ward. But people who live
in the south, it's more common for them to not be able to go for a few
years, because it's quite a journey. To everyone serving in missions
with temples: YOU ARE SO LUCKY. You have no idea man, I miss the
temple so much!


Well yep! Rome is great. My new companion is named Sorella Groll :).
She is from Preston, Idaho. That's where they shot Napoleon Dynamite!
That same high school, was her high school. So that's pretty cool.
She's really sweet, and pretty much just a doll. I think it's super
crazy for her going from a town with 5,000 people, to one of the
biggest cities in the world, so she asks a lot of questions and it's
fun showing her around. I just kind of pretend like I know what I'm
doing, haha.

 woooo the new crew

 Yes, a former prison. They painted it yellow, and like, it works!

 The new church (better pictures on my camera to come)

 Crazy hair

 Post English course Bomba. I'm so pumped to have a senior couple in my new ward!

 Such a sweetheart. She gave me the movie Stardust in Italian as a going away gift. OH YEA

MOM. Someone in the ward also gave me a Barbra Streisand CD, they

burned one with a bunch of her songs, haha. So I'll have some good

stuff for after the mission hahaha

 I will miss them extra special

 We called her "the fountain of all referrals". I love her tons

 More of my heroes

 She is so classy

 My Brasilian mamas

I love these two. (The one on the right is supermarket miracle woman!

She came to church my last Sunday. There couldn't have been a better

surprise. The night after she surprised me with birthday presents, and

wants to continue taking the lessons

 I want to be like her when I grow up. SHES SO COOL

The sweetest little things

So Anziano Burgos is from the Philippines and I asked if he would make

Lumpia and so he did for my final DDM in Pescara. I don't think I've been

so excited about food for awhile 😭😭😭

 Birthday present

Birthday present

 Birthday Cheesecake

 Birthday Lunch

 Monday night, FHE/birthday party part 2

 Groundbreaking Pescara, before the event

And our crazy ward mission leader

 The groundbreaking

The original sisters of Pescara groundbreaking

 With the new ma and pa of the mission

Me and my companion look SO messed up. Haha it was so hot. Like my

sweat was sweating.

 Sister Jarnigan and the old Pescara church

So that time we got an online referral, and the address takes us to

this random Private Gynecologist. Hahaha, ohhhh la missione....

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY

It's pday and it's my birthday! #blessed
I'm not going to write a long email today because I'm 20. I've been
told that your twenties are supposed to be your selfish years of life
or something like that, hahaha. Just kidding but really mom, there's
not a whole ton to say!
So the biggest news, is that this week there were transfers. My next
area will be Rome 3. It is famous for being the ghettos of Rome. We
meet for church in a former prison, haha. I'm super pumped to have the
chance to finally serve in the city of Rome! I don't know who my new
companion will be because I will be training again! That poor greenie
getting off the plane tomorrow has no idea what she's getting herself
in for! Because I definitely have no idea where anything is in our
area, or how to get around, or anything but hey! Learning experiences,
growing experiences, it's all good in the hood. I'll also be an STL
(sister training leader). Haha yea, I just about threw up when we got
our transfer calls. But I know it will be really good, I'm really
excited for the new adventure.

Saturday was a very special day (I won't be able to send pictures for
it until next week). We had the groundbreaking for the new chapel in
Pescara. The leaders from Rome came down, the choir sang, the bishop
spoke, and also one of the sisters who has been a member almost since
the very beginning of when Pescara was first opened to missionary
work, she spoke and shared the history of the ward.

So Pescara, has been open to missionaries for about 40 years, as with
most of Italy. The first baptized member was Fratello Di Iulio. He is
an amazing amazing human being. He has children who have all served
missions, strong members in the church, sealed families. But rewinding
to 40 years ago, he meet the missionaries, was baptized and for the
first year, he was the only member. Every Sunday he just met with the
Elders in their apartment and that's where they had church. Then a
year later, another family was baptized, a mom and her son and
daughter. (The daughter is now the bishop's wife of our ward). They
then became a meeting group. Over the next few years more people in
Pescara came to know the message of the restored gospel, received
personal testimonies, and were baptized. Pescara eventually became a
branch, and now it is a ward! The building they are building is going
to be pretty big, and it is in preparation of Pescara becoming a stake
center.

They brought the same shovels they used for the groundbreaking of the
Rome Italy temple. It was so awesome to see these wonderful people who
have been waiting forty years for this day, finally get to see it come
to life. There wasn't a dry eye once Sorella Bosco, the mother of the
family that was baptized forty years ago, old and frail as she is,
went up there with tears in her eyes to be one of the first to shovel
some of the dirt.

Question Portion:

1) Are there any birthday traditions unique to the area where you are
currently serving? If so, what are they and how (or when) did they
start?
No, not that I know of. But I'll figure out tonight! Also if you
wanted to know what I did for my birthday I bought a new shirt and we
had TACOS and cheesecake for lunch. (Yea, I seriously had tacos.
Haven't seen those in about a year)
2) Does the older generation talk about a decline in religious involvement?
Uhm, yea. Mostly nuns. Also, a lot of people think we're like in a
preparatory phase for becoming nuns. Uhm no. They are sweet women, but
I do not desire that for myself.
3) Have you personally encountered any young people who do not know
who Jesus Christ is?
No, but we met this woman from China who doesn't know.
4) What appears to be the biggest obstacle to getting people
interested in learning more about the restored Gospel?
Maybe because people think we're nuns, but I don't know. A lot of
people are afraid of talking about religion or because of really bad
former experiences, or they are just content with where they're at and
so they just shut you off right away.

I'm just so excited for this ward! And I'm sad to be leaving it, but
excited for Rome!

Thank you for the birthday wishes :) have a great week!

Sorella Holiday

Birthday selfie and twin shirts

America, I love you

For pday today we had a picnic at the park and BBQed, and ate watermelon and sang the Star-Spangled Banner.

This week we met our new mission president. Him and his wife are so fantastic. Such a power couple. They both served in this mission in the past, they already memorized everyone's names and faces and where they're from, they are awesome!

We had exchanges again, those were cool. I love and I am going to miss Sorella McPheters sooo much! She dies this transfer, so she's heading home to the motherland in a few days!

One really cool miracle this week was this girl, and I'll just call her Gina. So it actually started a few weeks ago. It was a very hot day, one of the first very hot days of he summer, and we had spent all day running all over the place that we didn't eat lunch so we stopped by a fruit shop and bought a sliced watermelon to share. We didn't have eating utensils so we also stopped by a bar and the barista gave us spoons, and then we went to find a bench to eat for a minute. The next day the Sorelle from Rome came to visit us for a scambio. Unfortunately they left their luggage on one of the buses, so a pair of us spent the next morning trying to find their luggage. We talked with everyone and it wasn't until the very last bus we were on, the very last person we met, whose name happened to be the same first name as Sorella Workman so we hit it off. We ended up seeing her again, got her number. She then referred us to her friend. Her friend works ALL the time though, but she said she had seen us one time at her bar. And guess which bar it was...??? The watermelon spoon bar!! It's not actually called that, but that is how I will forever remember it! Anyways, turns out, Gina, watermelon spoon bar barista, is AMAZING, and such a gem. We got to teach her a little bit while she was working one day. Purtroppo, she works ALL the time. But we'll figure something out!

Okay the questions sent in this week, I love the patriotic theme:
1) Do the people of Pescara view the American holiday Independence Day (aka The 4th of July)?
      No one really knows what day it is here. But we invited our new convert to our bbq, and she liked it. But she's great and thinks our accents are cute. I just love her!
2) Do you find it more of an advantage or a disadvantage when people discover you are an American?
   Depends, if they are young, YES. Because maybe they'll actually talk to you. If they're old, NO, because then they just want to know your political opinions, and your like sorry man! Don't watch the news and haven't seen American soil in about a year. Haha.  Or they just think that this is the "American Religion" kind of how all Italians are Catholic. I've met a lot of people who are under the impression that ALL Americans are LDS. Hahaha. Like the Vatican and Temple Square are national equivalents. Noooo not even close!
3) Is your American accent considered really thick and difficult to understand or are the locals somewhat surprised to discover that you have only been speaking Italian for 10 months?
    I get complimented sometimes on my accent from people, but i still just can't help it! People are usually pretty mind blown when they hear us speak Italian, after being in the country for such little time.


I love you! Eat some American dirt for me, and watch some fireworks :)

And a message on integrity:
Robert Burns said: “An honest man’s the noblest work of God.” Today, with honesty and integrity among men of high position at a low ebb and becoming lost virtues, some group must diligently teach, practice, and enthrone these principles as cardinal qualities in the character of man. It is more and more important that we have complete moral integrity in the men who shape our destinies, else the freedoms of this country will be sacrifices. The reports of dishonesty, graft, and corruption in government, business, professional, and financial circles in our national life lessen our position and strength as a world leader.

In all humility and sincerity we must admit a power higher than ourselves from whom is derived a positive moral code that will give our lives significance and purpose. We also must remember once and for all that honesty, respect, and honor as such are not for sale on the market block. They are ingredients that you and I and all people should put into our daily lives.

Carlyle said: “Make yourself an honest man, and then you may be sure there is one rascal less in the world.” Can there be a truly honest man without him being a good man, or can there be a truly good man without him being an honest man? It seems honesty must begin with oneself; otherwise we could not recognize this quality in others. We see things not as they are, but as we are. It is the responsibility of each of us to be honest ourselves--honest in our dealings and relationships, honest in our church membership, honest in keeping the commandments of God. (some conference talk from a really long time ago)


Love Soooorrrellllllaaaaaa HOLIDAY

On the bus on the way to Rome to meet our new mission president and his wife :)

St..st..starting from the bottom

This week was full of A LOT of finding, and every type of it. It's
okay though! We saw a lot of miracles and we're excited for this
upcoming week :). #appointments
One in particular was running into this contact we had met a few weeks
ago. I had actually been talking about her the other day, because she
was just so cool! She's super great, has a parent from Greece and from
Russia, but has lived in Italy for a while now and has the weirdest
but coolest Italian accent I've ever heard. The last time we met her
we weren't able to get her number because she had to get off the bus,
and I was kind of lamenting about it  the other day, but then this
week we finally saw her again!
My companion was sitting at the back of the bus, and I was somewhere
in the middle (we don't sit next to each other because if we sit next
to each other we can't talk to other people. Gotta optimize that
time!). The person next to me was not having it, but I looked up and I
saw her across the bus! I thought, okay this could be weird to go
across the bus, to talk to someone I met for two minutes about a month
ago, but then I also thought I'm a missionary and I literally have
nothing to lose, so I got up to sit next to her, and she remembered
who we were! We started talking, and then she was like, "one second",
and she had to talk to do something on her phone. Then I was like, oh
no, we have to get off again, and we won't get her number, so I said a
little prayer and was like "please help us have a way to contact her
before we have to get off the bus" and then she looked up at me and
was like, "do you have my number?"

😳

What?!! I know. I love when that kind of stuff happens.

We also had our fair share of creeps this week. But also a big
testimony builder of how much we are watched over. So there's the town
drunk. He's just always out, always has a carton of wine with him, or
a beer or something of the sort. He's just this old, drunk, Italian
guy, and naturally, he's in love with me. One of my first nights in
Pescara he serenaded me on the bus, and then from that point on,
whenever he sees me, whether it be across the bus or across downtown
it's always "ciao! Ollie-day! Ciao bellissima!" I should probably wear
my Sorella Vacanza nametag more often. But anyways, we hadn't seen him
in a while but then Saturday, we got on the bus and then we hear the
slurred cat calls... Great, and so we sit down and just pretend to be
unaware of it. THEN, something that never happened happens, the bus
driver PULLS OVER, and not even at a bus stop, and gets up, goes up to
the guy and is like, "Hey, on this bus we don't talk like that, and if
you want to talk like that, you can get off right now. If not, I'm
just going to call the cops". Woo!! Shoutout to my now favorite bus
driver in Pescara! It's not really their job to do that, and most bus
drivers just let whatever happens on the bus happen. But returning to
the story, the drunk guy, got pretty quite for a while, but then I
guess his pride was hurt and so then he started getting upset at the
bus driver saying he didn't know how to drive and stuff, and so he
pulls over again, and then on come about four cops and they escort
drunk guy off the bus. Justice served!

Other news for the week, it is INSANELY hot. Mom, I'm so grateful for
you cleaning the house in the summer and literally anytime you ever
cook anything or use the oven in the summer. This morning cleaning the
house was intense. Yesterday when we got home, we sweated so much we
both smelt like chlorinated pools, or sea water. This morning I was
washing the dishes around breakfast, and just the combination of the
heat in our house with the steam from the hot water for our dishes set
our fire alarm off. I didn't even cook anything! It's just so hot and
so humid and there's no escaping it! Yesterday someone saw our
suffering and gave us free Popsicles so that was pretty cool :).
(Haha, "pretty cool")

Happy late Birthday to Blake! I love you don't worry I didn't forget.
And happy early birthday to Summer! Holy cow you two are getting old.

Abbracci e baci
Vi invito a pregare per sapere se Thomas S. Monson è un profeta di
Dio. He is! And it's kind of amazing, and a really big deal. Quanto è
meraviglioso che possiamo pregare a Padre Celeste, e poi ci risponde?
Man, it's all so true.

Love,
Sorella Holiday

 We celebrated Blakes birthday with gelato

Preaching it with the ward choir at a rest home

Scambio Magic

Questions that's what I'm talking about people!

1) What are the cultural differences you have observed in the areas where you have served thus far?
Down south is really a different world. The accent is different, the dialect is different, and life is more slow paced. Up here in the "north" everything is a lot more modern.
2) Is there a difference in attitude about religion in general for the people in Ragussa as compared to those in Pescara?
No, not really. In Ragusa, it was a really really small isolated city, and so it was pretty much just bakeries and churches on every corner, here it is not the same but there are more people from all over the world in Pescara so not everyone shares the same culture. Here I mean, I haven't accidentally walked into a a public place that was watching a recorded mass on their tv yet, so you could say it's a little more traditional down south.
3) How are the members of the church from one area to the other? Do the testimonies seem stronger for some than for others based on geographic location?
Same incredible testimonies and conversion stories. Stories that deserve books or movies made after them. The members in all of the places I have served all have super solid testimonies. They have incredible faith and trust in the Lord, and they KNOW it's true. Ya know? They are all very much minorities as far as religious beliefs in this country, and the more the word "Mormon" is becoming familiar here, the more things there are out there against it. People have a lot of false information about the church, and so they get scared when they meet you and realize that Chiesa di Gesù Cristo dei Santi degli Ultimi Giorni is also known as the Mormon church. The members receive A LOT of opposition, they are sooo amazing and incredible to me. They have a lot of courage and a lot of faith.
4) Are the people on the mainland of Italy more traditionally Catholic than those on the island of Sicily?
No, pretty much the same.
5) Are people who are not members of the church generally familiar with the Book of Mormon when you talk about it or is it completely new?
More people recognize the word Mormon (still confusing it with the Italian documentary about the Amish, titled "Mormoni"). It depends. Ragusa has had missionaries for more than 40 years, and so almost everyone was somewhat familiar with it. Here, it's not as well known or people are just surprised that we exist in Italy.
6) What are the dominant religions other than Catholicism there in Pescara?
Jehovahs Witness or Evangelist or Muslim for foreigners. You're pretty much either Catholic, Atheist, Evangelist, Jehovahs Witness, or Muslim.
7) How are your investigators?
Woo! Well at the moment we're kind of at a rebuilding stage in the work! Our investigator is doing alright, and the other ones we still have to find them! Haha, just searching for those souls that have been prepared.
8)How is your ward?
Great! This past week has been incredible we've been getting a lot of help from the ward and they've just been making it rain with the love. One member even bought me some hair product and brought it to church Sunday! Haha, she doesn't approve of me using gel everyday.

This past week we had an EPIC life changing scambio. We also had specialized training at Rome, and it was our last one with the Waddoups! We get a new mission president in about a week! How crazy is that?

One thing I learned that I thought was pretty cool last week, is the importance of faith. A lot of people say when they experience a miracle, their faith increases. But that's not true. You have a miracle because of your faith, and then the miracle only increases your knowledge. I met this woman on the bus last week who could not walk for NINE YEARS. No one thought she would ever walk again, but she prayed continually. She never lost her faith. All she wanted to do was be able to put her feet in the sand again. Nine years later, now she has a house on the beach, and she walks perfectly, next year her goal is to get back to riding a bike. She received no miracle until AFTER the trial of her faith. Nine years? I can't even imagine. But when faith ceases, miracles cease. So don't lose your faith! Sometimes we just have to wait a little longer than other times.


Sorella Holiday

 They insisted on the clown nose haha I love our members

Last picture with the Waddoups :(

When life doesn't give you enough lemons to make lemonade, add other fruit, and make juice.

Good Uses for Olive Oil:

1. Substitute for any other oil or butter. (Your banana bread will
still taste good, different, but good. It will also give it a richer
color)
2. Put it on your cold sores. (I haven't tried it, but they say that's
what you should do to cure them, and probably any other ailment of the
body.)
3. Kinky curly hair. (also haven't tried it, but apparently when you
run out of your hair product, it's definitely a go to. Keeps your
curls pretty nice from what I've witnessed)


Okay, what a week! The mission is great! Special shoutout to Grandma
Lila who emailed me last week and still reads my emails, this ones for
you! Allora,
Monday: normal pday with an extraordinary last three hours of the day.
We headed out to Città San Angelo, to visit a less active who is
recovering from orthopedic surgery in a rehabilitation center.
Rehabilitation Centers are great! There's just a tranquil vibe around
the whole facility, and inside there are people from all different
backgrounds with different life stories, with their own families and
friends, and then they get paired with a random person to room with
for a couple weeks and none of you can go outside the boundaries of
the rehabilitation center. You're just there and you become part of
this random little community for a short period of time.

Anyways, so we were there visiting this woman, but it also became an
opportunity to start teaching her friend! Neither of them could run
away or wave us off saying "no, no, no I'm too busy," or "look girls,
I ain't interested for nothin'". Well the second thing she could have
still said, but we had them right where we wanted them and even
better, they actually wanted to listen! They prayed, and participated
and it was great.

The following days of the week consisted of lots of seeking referrals
and finding and running all over the place. It got pretty tough.
Rejection and lack of success tend to weigh on you sometimes, and
blind you from all the blessings that are raining down around you, but
we pushed on!

Thursday night Pescara's football team (soccer, calcio whatever you
call it!) won a pretty important game which brought them up to Serie A
(pretty much division 1). The rest of the weekend the city has just
been going crazy! Saturday night they had a big parade with fireworks
and they closed off a bunch of main streets. I have to add the detail
of there being a float with a giant blue cross on it (blue is
Pescara's team color). Don't know what that's supposed to mean, but
man do I love Italy!

I really do love Italy though. At the beginning, whenever I heard
someone speak English whether it be an accent from the U.K.,
Australia, but especially America, it was just the sweetest sound to
my ears! But now Italian is starting to have that same effect on me.
Amongst the Yoruba, Senegal, Romanian, and all the different dialects
there are, I just love hearing some good old Italian.

Speaking of other languages! We got down to our last Italian Book of
Mormon (don't worry we stole some of the Elders so now it's all good),
and so Saturday when we headed out we were like okay, we'll take our
Italian and what other language? So we grab an English, and then I
grabbed a random Ukrainian one that we had just for kicks. Then on the
bus, the first person that sits next to me is a woman. And I think,
what should I say to her? Then she pulls out a book to read and I'm
like, man I hate disturbing people when they're in the zone! So I go
for a soft, "I like your shirt approach". (I actually did like her
shirt though, I noticed it before she even got on the bus). Then she
thanked me, and I noticed the book she was reading was not with Latin
characters. So I asked her where she was from. You know where she was
from? UKRAINE. I could not have whipped that Book of Mormon out of my
bag any faster. Small talk over! She's not interested right now, but
come on is that awesome or what?

Sunday night I was so beat! I laid down on my bed after planning and
my body just felt like it was going to fall straight through into our
neighbors apartment. Supermarket miracle lady feels too busy to meet
with us anymore, my sweet redheaded Romanian moves to England on
Tuesday and we weren't able to see her at all, the baptism for this
Saturday-- cancelled. I was just like, what? But don't worry, all is
well. I read something really great in the Book of Mormon and prayed
and I get it now.
Knowing and believing are two different things. Believing is trusting.
I honestly know, that ALL of it is true. There is no doubting it.
Believing it, I trust that everything will be okay in the end, and all
that Heavenly Father has promised, will be fulfilled so long as I can
do my part too.

Final miracle: this morning on our way to the city, we ran into our
redheaded Romanian who leaves tomorrow!! There was not going to be any
other time to see her, and double miracle we got to meet her daughter
who will be staying here! That was awesome. Heavenly Father was saving
that miracle special for today.

Okay love you all have a great week!

Sorella Holiday

 Modeling my new dress but also the delicious juice I made because one

of the lemons went moldy haha. We added kiwi and grapefruit

 She's legal!

 When you wonder why you couldn't find the street, and then realize

afterwards haha

We made s'mores! Except graham crackers don't exist here and jiffy

marshmallows don't either, these were pretty gourmet, doesn't give it

that same American taste. Hershey's doesn't exist either, but Nestle

was as good as it was going to get