Here's Kaelynn's letter and pictures for 13 April 2009
Not too exciting of a week. Easter was fun, a member was so kind to feed us dinner.
We went to the Arsenic and Old Lace house again—a former investigator lives there.
It's divided into two apartments so we got to go inside the entryway and up this crazy old-looking staircase, to knock on the top door of the apartment. No dice with the former but at least we can say we went inside.
We have started volunteering at an adult day care center for the elderly. This was our first time going there and to help the clients get to know us, they did a
question-and-answer session. We couldn't go too deep into doctrines, of course, but we answered a few basic doctrinal questions and a lot of questions about mission life and cleared up some misconceptions. People frequently confuse us with the FLDS and the Jehovah's Witnesses. By the end of our session even some of the staff members were asking questions too. It was great. I feel it's a good thing that even if we don't baptize a ton of people here, at least we can educate them and leave a good impression of the Church by being pleasant and friendly.
Today we got brave and daring and drove to Hartford (with permission of course). My
companion had a medical appointment. To tell the truth, the place was just barely across the boundary from West Hartford, so I only saw a tiny bit of Hartford itself. The houses on Asylum Avenue are INSANELY big. There are tons of colleges/universities with beautiful campuses. We drove by Saint Joseph College (which is a HUGE/gorgeous campus) and UConn's Greater Hartford campus. (People are always talking about UConn basketball here. I feel so clueless. It almost makes me wish I cared at least a tiny bit about sports.
The work continues. We have one investigator progressing toward baptism. SUCH a great kid. We're working on getting two of his siblings there too. Speaking of committing people to baptism, it is hard for me, for some reason. Ever since I got out here I've struggled with extending commitments. We would plan that I would teach a principle and then extend the commitment to live that principle, and what would happen is that I'd teach the principle and then wuss out without committing. Yeah, I'm awesome that way. Anyway, this week was the first time I finally succeeded in extending a commitment. I asked this couple to commit to baptism. It couldn't have been worse than popping the question. I feel so bad for guys. Yet another reason to be grateful to be a girl. It didn't turn out so well in the moment, but at least they said they'd think about it and they are seriously thinking about it.
Last night I had a dream that they made me go back to the MTC and we had to do skits as a district, which we would present for all of the other missionaries. I was supposed to play the guitar and dress like an 80's chick. When it was time to do the skit I couldn't find a bathroom or my costume, and I didn't know where my district was, and I didn't have a guitar. When I finally found my district they were all wearing these matching blue shirts, which detail they had somehow managed to leave me out of. One of the elders took me into this room to find a guitar, and the first guitar he handed me was a toy. I was like, No, this isn't going to work! I can't PLAY this,and then he handed me a lyre (a medieval stringed instrument). Of course. Since I know how to play those. I started playing this Celtic folk song. Then it was time to get on stage and I was still dressed like an 80's chick and I didn't know the script to my skit. Then I tried to go back to my dorm, but 17M looked more like a store in a strip mall, and every door had a sign that said, Please use other door. Yeah. It was a stressful dream.
Lots of love,
Sister Monson
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