This week was super rough at first, but ended amazing!!!
I have gained a testimony of obediencia!
Last week we went to a family home evening night with a member and our investigator didn't show up. Technically we aren't supposed to stay if we don't have an investigator, but the other hermanas in the ward had one. So it was a bit of a grey area if you know what I mean. We left and decided to try to find this lady we have been looking for since literally my first day in Chile (almost 2 months ago!) We ended up walking past her in the street and then taught a lesson. It was so awesome! She remembered me and called me "mi amor" or "my love." So, so awesome!
Also our reference from Washington D.C. had his first class of yoga and guess what? It turns out he only has yoga once a month on Sunday. I almost cried.
This week we had more divisions since my comp is a sister training leader. I was in charge of the sector with a girl that has the same time as me, and since it's my sector I was in charge. It was interesting, but super good for me to lead the lessons and where to go.
Also we went to the temple, but this time it was for a session! I did the whole thing in Spanish and guess what? I understood almost all of it. Woo-hoooo!!! It's been amazing to see how your brain adapts to a new language. Now I think almost everything in Spanish and don't have to try to hard to change stuff in my head...I just say it. The gift of tongues is real!
The Santiago temple is to die for. It's tiny, but seriously precious!
I love my ward and the people of Chile, they are so loving and giving. This is something I realized I needed to work on. Be more giving. In the end it's just stuff.
I sure love all of you and send a big Chileno kiss!
Also with Mother's Day coming up, (next week but who's counting? uhhhh Hermana Brinkerhoff is!) I want to say how much I love my mom. You don't know what it's like to miss your mom until you go on a mission...especially in a different country with a different language. I have to admit my biggest trial of my mission has been missing my mom (and my dad haha) I am so grateful I was born of goodly parents who taught me the restored gospel. The mission sure opens your eyes and you see how crazy crazy blessed you are. I know we have a Savior and I love to tell the people the good news of the gospel.
Good luck with finals to all my friends at UW ;)