I, for one, am astounded at how quickly time has gone. After my first week and a half in the MTC, the rest of my mission since then feels like it was about five minutes long. And already my first transfer is over. Saturday was my two-month birthday. Happy birthday self!
Mission news of this week—neither Sister Haueter nor I got moved this transfer. Phew. Sigh of relief. Because our current apartment is jacking up the rent, we will be moving probably next month to a different apartment in Windsor Locks, the other town in our area. (The area only covers two towns, Windsor and Windsor Locks. Don't ask me what "locks" means, I don't know except I'm pretty sure it doesn't mean
"lakes" because there are only pretty rivers here, no lakes.) This will be very
interesting as far as our teaching pool goes because of mileage restrictions we've
concentrated most of our efforts on Windsor up until now, so we're going to have to do some rearranging and re-prioritizing before the move. The neighborhood we'll be moving to will be a little less prosperous and it'll be nice to have a fresh start and tract out some streets that haven't been worked before.
Speaking of jacking up the rent, this state is so expensive to live in it's almost
beyond my comprehension. It reminds me of when Chris and Lisa used to live in Berkeley and pay an arm and a leg for an apartment the size of one walk-in closet. Our current apartment's rent, if we were to renew the lease, would be over $1000 a month. A MONTH. $12,000 a year. Who has that kind of money? And this isn't even rich Connecticut. I hear it's worse in the New York missions they have to bunk three and four companionships together in one apartment because no one can afford apartments there.
Yesterday we had a really wonderful experience in church. We were in the Gospel
Principles Sunday School class. We had brought one of our investigators with us, and a member had brought her friend, whom we hadn't met because she lives out of our area. The lesson was on temples and families. We talked about the importance of learning gospel principles in the home. The member's friend started crying, and she raised her hand and said, "This is everything I've been looking for." She went on to tell us how she had been to every church on the planet and this was the only time she had heard anything in a church about the importance of families. It was a really sweet and touching moment.
The work is good. I keep hearing things from other people like Windsor's on
fire!, but since I'm still so new I don't know anything different. Because this
feels normal to me, maybe that will be a good motivator when I go to other areas that aren't quite so on fire. It has been such a blessing to come into this area at a good time when the previous sisters have really gotten it going. Maybe someday I'll be the missionary that sets an area on fire. Wouldn't that be sweet.
We got some more new investigators this week and we have three investigators that are, hopefully (cross your fingers), going to get baptismal dates soon.
Last week I had a dream that Randi Cox (from high school) was coming out to our mission and I had to be her trainer. Panic attack, anyone? Right after President just got done telling me I wouldn't be transferred. And I can't train! That's ridiculous! I'm not fully trained yet myself. So I panicked a lot in my dream. Then I woke up. Gotta stop having freaky dreams.
Love you everyone! Hope you are well,
Sister Monson
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