Family and Friends,
I think that all of my life,
growing up, I felt like when I was 20 years old I would finally feel
like a grown up.. I would finally feel like I had life figured out. I
also thought that when I had 9 months in my mission, when I had made it
to the halfway point, I would really know how to be a missionary. Haha.
When I woke up on Thursday morning I just couldn't help but laugh.
My
birthday was really happy here. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't
a little sad in the morning.. Just because.. yes I am more mature and
independent but yes I still cry because I miss my parents. And you know
how I get sentimental when it comes to events...But then my companion and
the members treated me like a little princess, and I felt so loved! I
spent the day getting cake smashed in my face, or eggs smashed on my
head because I currently live in El Salvador... But I really could not
have imagined a better day! It was your perfect, typical Salvadoran
birthday.
We worked really hard this week. We
worked incredibly hard this week. Then we took this picture at church
yesterday when nobody came. It is a beautiful demonstration of the "newby" optimism and the constant stress of a worried and kind of chubby
mother. But I have 9 months to slim down so everything is going to be
fine.
Have a good week:)
Sister Houston
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