Dear Mom and Dad,
Well, I’m here, and I’m not dead. Ha,ha, yeah, Quito it is. Anyway, things have been ok. I dunno how to explain it, but they have been getting easier. The name of my new sector is Conocoto, and the zone is Los Chillos. My comp, Elder Perez, is this tiny little Guatemalan, and he is pretty amusing. His laugh busts me up every time. And other than that, stuffs ok.
Anyway, here’s my week. I left on the bus, got to my sector at around 10, and just hit the bed hard. I was exhausted. Tuesday was really hard. I didn’t know the sector at all or the people or anything. That’s the only thing I worry about here. Like, in Santo Domingo, I knew everywhere. But, if someone gave me a reference or address, I had no idea. I never actually knew the names of the places or anything. So I just don’t want that to happen here. But oh well. We went around, and it was ok. A lot different, but it’s still decent. I don’t have too many problems. It’s a lot harder here in the Cierras. The people don’t wanna listen as much, and there are a lot less baptisms. But hopefully we can change that. Ha,ha, we have one person with a baptism date, and he didn’t pass the interview yesterday. Freak, we are gonna have to contact like crazy this week, and I don’t like to contact all that much. The life of a missionary. Anyways.
Wednesday. I got sick for the first time! Hooray! Tuesday night, I came back home, and my head hurt like crazy. I think that I had started to get a migraine, and my stomach hurt. Plus, I slept like crap, and that didn’t help. I woke up, and went back to sleep until 7:30. My headache went away, but my body hurt and I slept a lot. We went to lunch at 1 and I still felt like crap. We called the mission nurses, but they didn’t answer. So we called a missionary in the zone who’s a doctor, and he told me some pills to buy and if I got worse to go home. Ha,ha, I was really tempted to do it, but I decided that I had better stick it out. I wouldn’t have felt good with God. And it really wasn’t that hard to do it. Sure, I didn’t feel good, but that’s life.
The only other thing. We found a family in the park on Tuesday, and they are less active, well, inactive. We went to their house on Friday, and it was crazy. They had been separated 9 months, and we were there basically as marriage counselors. I had no freakin idea what to tell them. The husband basically cheated on her, and was a complete jerk, and she wanted a divorce. I didn’t wanna say divorce him, because we are supposed to be keepin’ families together. I dunno. We just kinda said, “ Come to God and try your best and whatnot.” Wow. It was the first time I had to deal with something like that. In the coast, the only problem was that the people are lazy and don’t wanna cumplir. Sorry, I don’t remember the word in English. Fulfill, maybe?
Ha,ha, that was my week. I have been really strugglin’. I feel like I don’t have any desires to help these people. If they don’t do the things we leave, I never feel bad. I feel like I’m just tryin to pass time until it’s time for me to come back home so I can live again. Pray for me, and I’m gonna be doin’ some real soul searchin’ over these days. I know that I can have this love, I’m just not sure how completely yet.
Anyway. It sounds like everything is going good at home. Well, not good, but the same. I hope that everyone gets feeling better. I know it’s hard when you’re sick, but it goes away. And I can’t believe the Superbowl already passed. That’s crazy. This Friday, I’’ll have 6 months here in the mission. It’s pretty weird to say, but yeah.
Well, that’s about it. Oh, being senior comp isn’t that hard. This guy basically leads and does everything anyway, so as long as we don’t do anything stupid, it should be ok. I had something else to say, but I don’t remember what it was. I love you all and hope that you have a really good week.
Love,
Jace
Oh, yeah, and my Spanish is a ton better. I can basically converse with anyone I want to now. Sometimes I still have to say "What?" like 4 times, but that’s ok. The only thing that sucks is that I can’t talk to people the same as in English. The questions don’t translate in my head. I wanna be able to talk, so that the people will not think I’m just some quiet dude. I dunno. On Sunday, our mamita speaks complete English, and she has a daughter that passed through Cedar all the time! Isn’t that cool? It’s a small world. I gave her our address, so maybe at some point she´ll pass by. That would be crazy, crazy, crazy. Well, love you.
Well, I’m here, and I’m not dead. Ha,ha, yeah, Quito it is. Anyway, things have been ok. I dunno how to explain it, but they have been getting easier. The name of my new sector is Conocoto, and the zone is Los Chillos. My comp, Elder Perez, is this tiny little Guatemalan, and he is pretty amusing. His laugh busts me up every time. And other than that, stuffs ok.
Anyway, here’s my week. I left on the bus, got to my sector at around 10, and just hit the bed hard. I was exhausted. Tuesday was really hard. I didn’t know the sector at all or the people or anything. That’s the only thing I worry about here. Like, in Santo Domingo, I knew everywhere. But, if someone gave me a reference or address, I had no idea. I never actually knew the names of the places or anything. So I just don’t want that to happen here. But oh well. We went around, and it was ok. A lot different, but it’s still decent. I don’t have too many problems. It’s a lot harder here in the Cierras. The people don’t wanna listen as much, and there are a lot less baptisms. But hopefully we can change that. Ha,ha, we have one person with a baptism date, and he didn’t pass the interview yesterday. Freak, we are gonna have to contact like crazy this week, and I don’t like to contact all that much. The life of a missionary. Anyways.
Wednesday. I got sick for the first time! Hooray! Tuesday night, I came back home, and my head hurt like crazy. I think that I had started to get a migraine, and my stomach hurt. Plus, I slept like crap, and that didn’t help. I woke up, and went back to sleep until 7:30. My headache went away, but my body hurt and I slept a lot. We went to lunch at 1 and I still felt like crap. We called the mission nurses, but they didn’t answer. So we called a missionary in the zone who’s a doctor, and he told me some pills to buy and if I got worse to go home. Ha,ha, I was really tempted to do it, but I decided that I had better stick it out. I wouldn’t have felt good with God. And it really wasn’t that hard to do it. Sure, I didn’t feel good, but that’s life.
The only other thing. We found a family in the park on Tuesday, and they are less active, well, inactive. We went to their house on Friday, and it was crazy. They had been separated 9 months, and we were there basically as marriage counselors. I had no freakin idea what to tell them. The husband basically cheated on her, and was a complete jerk, and she wanted a divorce. I didn’t wanna say divorce him, because we are supposed to be keepin’ families together. I dunno. We just kinda said, “ Come to God and try your best and whatnot.” Wow. It was the first time I had to deal with something like that. In the coast, the only problem was that the people are lazy and don’t wanna cumplir. Sorry, I don’t remember the word in English. Fulfill, maybe?
Ha,ha, that was my week. I have been really strugglin’. I feel like I don’t have any desires to help these people. If they don’t do the things we leave, I never feel bad. I feel like I’m just tryin to pass time until it’s time for me to come back home so I can live again. Pray for me, and I’m gonna be doin’ some real soul searchin’ over these days. I know that I can have this love, I’m just not sure how completely yet.
Anyway. It sounds like everything is going good at home. Well, not good, but the same. I hope that everyone gets feeling better. I know it’s hard when you’re sick, but it goes away. And I can’t believe the Superbowl already passed. That’s crazy. This Friday, I’’ll have 6 months here in the mission. It’s pretty weird to say, but yeah.
Well, that’s about it. Oh, being senior comp isn’t that hard. This guy basically leads and does everything anyway, so as long as we don’t do anything stupid, it should be ok. I had something else to say, but I don’t remember what it was. I love you all and hope that you have a really good week.
Love,
Jace
Oh, yeah, and my Spanish is a ton better. I can basically converse with anyone I want to now. Sometimes I still have to say "What?" like 4 times, but that’s ok. The only thing that sucks is that I can’t talk to people the same as in English. The questions don’t translate in my head. I wanna be able to talk, so that the people will not think I’m just some quiet dude. I dunno. On Sunday, our mamita speaks complete English, and she has a daughter that passed through Cedar all the time! Isn’t that cool? It’s a small world. I gave her our address, so maybe at some point she´ll pass by. That would be crazy, crazy, crazy. Well, love you.