On Friday, December 13, at 4:30 p.m., we got our transfer calls. Here’s the good word: Sister Cope is opening a new area, and I’m staying here and training. I can’t tell you how happy I am to be in the YSA ward for another transfer. That probably comes as a surprise to many of you, because I generally really dislike singles wards. But this one is something special, and I love every single person here.
Yesterday a senior missionary couple came to our ward to witness the confirmation of someone they had taught in their ward previously. I got to chatting with them, and they asked where I was from, and they asked if I knew Brad and Maxine Jamieson. To which I responded “Yes!! Their daughter Kellie is one of my closest friends!” So someone get Kellie on the line and tell her that I met Elder and Sister Kneeland, from Philadelphia, and they say hello.
Other bits of information:
Someone bought our lunch at Chik-fil-a the other day. And someone bought our dinner at Cafe Rio the next night. There are so many kind people out there.
One of our friends here has this little boy who is so cute and so kind and so thoughtful. He’s four. We were over at her house one night and we were wrapping things up and about to leave when he jumps up and says “Wait! What about your goodnight Christmas kisses?!” Sadly, we’ll have to wait until 2015 for our goodnight Christmas kisses.
And that’s all I’ve got to say about that.
p.s. Will someone let me know when hashtags are no longer a thing?