Thursday, January 15th, was my year mark. Hooray!! We finally started English class back up that day. I bought myself a gyro (so good) as a present for being a year out, and I asked Elder Davison to take a picture of me with it and he said "... is this the picture that you are going to send home to your family that says you hit your year mark?" and I said, "well... yes" So he and Sister Davison decided they wanted to take me out to lunch to the restaraunt I have always wanted to go to. The one in the Kastel fortress here :) It smelled and looked just like "Pirates of the Caribbean," but the food was a little weird. Sesame seed covered potato bits? We aren't sure. I did order some pretty great grilled chicken, covered in bacon and stuffed with cheese. Pretty delicious :) So that was great fun.
I also called Sister Kropushek (My MTC companion) that day and we talked for a bit. It was so good to just chat and talk about the mission. She is my whole MTC experience, you know? Every up and down, she was there for all of it. It was good to just talk and make goals for the rest of our missions. We figured out that exactly from our year mark we had 200 days left. So it was 365 down, 200 to go! now its... 196, or something like that. Downhill slope!
On Sunday, Mary ( a new church member) came to church again. It was so good to see her. She seemed much better than she did last week. We were worried about her. She also told us she is ready to work on her Family History work, and take some names to the temple to do some baptisms. SWEEEEET. I have become her official "Family History" Rep. Haha. I am going to help her and take her through it all. Turns out her cousin is really interested in Family History and has done a bunch of it. What a coincidence. And, with the counsel of our branch president, Elder Davison, she wrote down her mother's family history only about a week before she died... Koja slučajnost. She is so prepared!! It is going to be really great to work with her on that. We also decided to look up what resources we have for these countries on family search, and we found a big list of baptisms from Sarajevo, all in old script Cyrillic. Good thing I write with it every day, so I knew it pretty well. But even in English, it is hard to decipher sometimes!! It was just so exciting. Indexing is going to be SO MUCH FUN when I come home... maybe im dorky.
Today we went to Prijedor (Bosnia) to the hospital with Brother and Sister Davison. They are humanitarian missionaries and they set up with a hospital about an hour's drive away to give them equipment to test hearing on babies. They haven't had the proper equipment for a year, and these babies have not been able to get their hearing checked, which is such a crucial thing to test!! So we went down to the hospital with them so Sestra Vasica could translate things, and there was a bunch of press there and that was exciting. But the best part was when we got it up and working, the press left, we got dressed up in scrubs, and went with the doctors to see the babies. They were SO CUTE AND TEENY. i thought of little Scout the whole time. I forgot how beautiful newborn babies were!! It was such a treat for us. And they had these babies wrapped up so tight in this white fabric, and had them all lined up in a row to get their hearing tested. It was so funny looking. I thought they looked like burritos. (Man, Mexican food is on my mind lately. I can't decide the first restaraunt I want to go to when I get back... Lolas in Carlsbad, Souplantation, or Chick Fil A?)
I have had a lot of good conversations this week and I think I am doing better. This is Sister Vasicas' and my last week together. It has been quite the experience. I thought I was going to benefit in the language,(because she is a native speaker from Belgrade, Serbia) but I benefited in different ways than I have expected. She has been a really big help to me in the last couple of weeks, and I am really grateful for her patience and love for me. She is really a blessing in my life. Even though sometimes we want to punch each other. In my opinion, she is too blunt, and in her opinion, I am too sensitive. HaHaHa... Serbs...
I love you all and I am soooo grateful for your support and love for me.