Athens Week 2

Just so you know - I'm having flashbacks towhen i was in wales...this
keyboardhas a spacebar  thatsticks. so,if it lookslike many of my
words don't have spaces inthem, feel free to edit this before youpost
it so that it's easier for everyone to read. i don't have time to go
back and fix it all for y'all :( sorry!!

Note: It was fun to read this letter all messed up and all but I have cleaned the rest of the letter up.




Taro Root

I've now successfully survived two Sundays in the Tongan ward and two weeks of dinner appointments with them! They are so kind and generous and loving. There is a companionship of elders that also serve in both of our wards, and so we alternate days between the two of us for the two wards for who gets to feed us. On the Tongan days we always know that we'll be fed. Even if we forget to call ahead, they make sure they do something for us. Sometimes they take us out, and other times they make traditional food for us. Tongan food is good but it's all very...heavy! Lots of meat and potatoes. It's hard for me to eat all that I'm given (especially because it's good and I want to eat all of it) but I do my best. Who knows, by the time I come back home you might be surprised at the amount of food that I can eat  The good thing is that I haven't had any really strange food adventures. About the strangest thing that I've eaten here is something called taro - which is like a super dense potato/sweet potato. It's good but boy does it stick to your ribs! My bones are definitely going to be nice and strong by the end of this transfer for sure.

I was sick again this week  I caught a really bad cold and was coughing and sneezing up a storm for about 3 days. I'm feeling much better now, and through it all we were still able to get a lot of good work done. So the week wasn't a total bummer even thought I felt like I was dying pretty much every day. Speaking of which, you never thought that losing one hour of sleep would make such a big difference....well.... the struggle that I had staying awake all day yesterday can certainly attest to the falsehood of that statement. Daylight savings times was a struggle for Sister Jo and I. It's almost akin to having really bad jet lag. Today was better, but having to go out and play frisbee in the dark before the sun has come up is going to take some getting used to for sure.

Because of the illness there's not much to tell for this week! The work is good, we have some great investigators that are progressing, I see tiny miracles in my life every day here and I love my companion! All is well here in Hawthorne!

Much love to everyone,
Sister Hensley