Every day is blurring together. And I really just don't remember which way is up anymore. SO hopefully I can tell you some stories that aren't too LAME or repeats.
Well, I was super super super glad that I got to talk to you on Friday. Happy Valentines Day to ME!! but also unhappy because I got a root canal. Dr. Albert Clark (Provo dentist) finished the treatment today, and I cried. I was much stronger last week. I must have just lost my strength. I was super tired, BUT IT WAS EMBARASSING. and all these dental ladies are cleaning up and chatting and it was just giving me the craziest homesickness. Ha Ha. I MISS MY SURFSIDE DENTAL! I would much rather be in the swirly chair than the dental chair, if you know what i mean. but it seemed to be okay.
I wish my injuries would quit making me go past Wymount Terrace. (Where Candace and Taybor live) Because I'm pretty sure I'm near Wymount Terrace MORE than Candace and Taybor are. Okay, maybe not. but it feels like it. I keep an eye out for them everytime, but I never see anything... maybe that's a blessing.
OKAY, so THE CRAZIEST thing happened the other day,after the root canal initial visit, I was going to the health center to pick up some pain pills and antibiotics, and I was walking across the street and I hear 'CATHERINE' coming from a car. I'm like... who the heck... and I start looking at this window and theres this tall blonde girl waving at me and I'm like… "Corinne... no... wait... who?" AND IT'S KIERSTEN BRADSHAW. (She is a friend form 9th grade that lives in South Jordan) Omg, it was AMAZING. I haven't seen her forever! AND SHE'S IN FRONT OF THE CROSSWALK. #tendermercies so she jumped out of the car and gave me a big hug. Her wedding ring is totally beautiful. I didn't get a chance to meet her husband, who was driving, but its okay. but it was just so cool/ironic to see her again.
Also, I'm sure Carly (Caroline) told you all about Sunday, but it was just... the best. I saw Caroline, AND Elder Jeffrey Holland. I don't even care that he didn't speak, because just the fact that my favorite apostle was in the same room as me made me so happy. and his son (Matt Holland, who is the President of Utah Valley University) did SUCH an amazing job. He told these incredible stories about Joseph Smith that made me cry a lot. I'm just crying so much lately. Emotional! We sang the hymn, "Praise to the Man" in the end of the meeting, and to sing with Caroline in this big huge choir RIGHT after experiencing this super-powered Joseph Smith devotional? Um...I'm surprised I didn't just drown from tears.
The language is coming much better this week. probably because I haven't noticed how bad it is, because we've only been teaching English lessons. it is SO FUN to teach in english - to actually feel like I can say what I want to say, and bear my testimony in my native tongue… Who knew that I would actually be jealous of English speaking missionaries. But learning a language is tough. but our teachers made me feel a lot better… There is a teacher named Brother Jacobsen, and he rarely comes into see us, but he came in yesterday. It was great croation practice. first, he bribed us and told us that if we spoke croation the rest of the morning, then he would show us pictures of his wedding (which was awesome cause it was in San Diego temple), and I didn't feel like a totally idiot. I could express myself and stuff. who knew? and he sat in on our lesson (he came in and said "shhh... ja sam sveti duh..." which means "i'm the holy ghost" we laughed) and he made us feel better. ! and, he said "you're grammar isn't perfect or anything, but you know what you're doing. if you don't know how to say something exactly the way you want to say it, then you think of a way around it. and even if you can't speak perfectly, you understand SO much. stop doubting yourself. You know what you're doing." And it was a way good pick me up.
Yesterday was a really cool/kind of awful experience. haha let me explain. I was really down on myself... like, i had a bad week, not gonna lie, and this was the climax of the bad week. I felt like everything was weighing down on me. EVERYTHING. I just wasn't even sure if i could make it to the end of the day. and as I was spiraling down, into this terribly depressing state, I realized that the more awful things I thought about myself, the more there was a voice and a feeling telling me that I would be okay. and the worse things I thought, the stronger this voice got. It was an inner argument with myself and the Holy Ghost. I would doubt, and He was there to comfort me. I have never truly felt the power of the Holy Ghost as a comforter until yesterday. I was in the worst place i've been in such a long time, but the Lord fulfilled his promises, and I was not left comfortless. By the end of what should have been a debiliating cycle of thought, I came out of it feeling stronger and ready to face the day. He won the argument. The Holy Ghost WILL be there to comfort you, no matter what. Even if you might not expect him too. He will be there. I just got a huge reboot for the reasons I came out here in the first place. I want people to know that there is a God. I want people to know that there is a way we can be comforted in the worst of times. I want people to experience what I experienced, and to never give up, even if its the only thing they want to do. because that is what I experienced, and I know it can happen for everyone.
Anyway, I think that's about all for now. I miss ya'll like crazy. volim nas!