New area

Whelp, I've completed almost one full week in my new area.

Lots of stuff is different: New companion, New roads, New people, New routines in some cases. I kind of feel like the rug has been pulled out from under me quite rudely, not as bad as before. And most of any such feelings are just me being a brat and disliking change. The work is the same, the goal is the same, my purpose is the same. The most important things have not changed.

I still miss Hermana Green terribley, she was more than a wonderful companion, I felt as though I had found the best friend I'd been missing out on until now. We just complimented eachother so well. But now I have the oportunity to make another wonderful friend. And then afterwards I'll have another oportunity. We grow up ten years while serving a mission, that includes making ten years worth of friends I suppose, haha!

The new Ward contains very nice people, they are warm and supportive as all the wards I've been in before have. I'm always with family, my Brothers and Sisters in the Church. I miss my Latina Mamas that would hug my head to their busom and declare that they would take care of me since my real Mom was thousands of miles away. I'm sure that's going to happen to me again though, heh, the Latino people are incredibley loving.

I'm doing a lot more tracting in this area than I was before, which means walking streets and knocking doors. The one return appointment we got that has passed we were stood up for. But that is the usual pattern. Whenever someone actually allows us entrance, AND is there for the return appointment, that is a very rare and precious thing indeed. Those are the people that may have been prepared by Heavenly Father and are ready to accept the Gospel. We have a few Investigators, and several Less-Actives that we are trying to help. But they are all good people, and I desire very strongly that they have the Fullness of the Gospel in their lives.

Oh! By-the-way my new companion's name is Hermana Christianson, and she's from Washington too! But from a place called Royal City, which is close to the Tri-City area. We get along pretty well, we're both easy-going and I think this will be a good Transfer. She has been out for nine months, which means that she is halfway through her mission!

In other news: two nights ago we locked out keys in the car when we came home. Meaning we couldn't get into our car OR into our apartment and it was nine at night. Major bummer. We called our District Leaders, they didnt' know what to do, so we called our Zone Leaders, they told us to call 911. Hermana Christianson did and the Dispatch Lady said their Deputies did not carry the kind of equiptment we needed to get the car unlocked. She told us to call the Towtruck and they would charge us. Heck with that! We're Missionaries! We don't have money to spare!! So the Zone Leaders (who by the way I heard lots of laughing being made at us in the background while I was on the phone with them) called the Assistents to the President who drove to the Mission Office, got in after hours, got the spare key, and then drove to us to unlock the car and solve the whole problem. YAY!!!

While waiting we sat on the sidewalk and did Nightly Planning, then told crazy stories to eachother from our College days. Hna. Christianson said it was like we were camping or something, that made it fun. We still got in before lights-out at least!

No other super crazy stories to tell I'm afraid. Maybe next week.

Love you all!
~ Hermana Smart