Tuesday, December 1, 2015

November 30, 2015

No group email again. Here is what he sent to me and his mom:

I'm glad to hear you guys had a good thanksgiving! There's a gringa in our branch named Elizabeth who lives in Pisac and she actually invited us over for a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. She made turkey, pumpkin pie, the works. Unfortunately we couldn't go, we already had appointments for Thursday. Yesterday in church she started hassling us a bit, "You guys missed out, I made extra just for you and it was delicious" It was pretty funny. Afterwards a member named Roger started listening and he goes "Hermana you made turkey? And pie? I want pie too, when can we go cook together?" He also told me to find a brownie recipe to go along with it. So it's very possible that we end up making our own thanksgiving dinner one of these Mondays.
I miss decorating the tree with you guys. Last year Elder Thompson and I bought a lot of Christmas lights for our room, and when we took them down I ended up keeping them all. They've been packed away in my suitcase all year but later today I'm going to hang them up. That's gonna be fun, we've been listening to Christmas music all week and with the lights set up it'll really help usher in the holiday season.
So this week we had something really scary. My comp is epileptic, but he's been taking this preventative medication that works fairly well, so that's never been a problem before. Last monday however, he didn't take his pills when he should have and Tuesday morning he had two seizures during our studies. That really scared me, I had no idea what to do or how to help him. The thing is there isn't really anything I can do to help him, I just need to make sure he doesn't fall over. But it scared the crap out of me, I really hope it doesn't happen again.
I love you Mom. Only 26 days until we see each other! It's weird to think that next Thanksgiving I'll be home and I'll be able to eat the turkey and go to the pie party and black Friday shopping and all that jazz. Time flies!
 
Dad,
Happy thanksgiving! I was reading your letter and the first thing I thought of was "I like to eat turkey, cuz it's good. I like turkey like a good boy should" Sounds like you guys had a good time. It's so weird for me to think that next Thanksgiving I'll be there with you. Time flies. Bryce wrote me and just told me how cute Elsie is. He says that she's walking everywhere. I'm excited to see her and Emmett. I only saw Elsie once before I left and Emmett was born the day after so I feel like I'm missing out on a lot. They're going to be so big though!
I was so frustrated that day, when I couldn't speak English. Sometimes I feel like I don't speak English or Spanish now and I just hope and pray that people understand all the stupid things I say. Really it's sad how bad it's gotten. The other day we met some tourists in Cusco and they were talking about some ruins that they went to and I didn't understand anything for a good minute or so. That's when I realized they weren't speaking in Spanish and had to try and adjust to English again. Just promise you don't make fun of me when I get home because it's going to be a hard adjustment.
We're going to try to have a baptism in the morning :)
 

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