November 25, 2014
I'm still enjoying your letters and thinking about what you've shared.
Just so you know, I have a noon deadline if I write you through dearelder.com and a 3:00 deadline if I drop a letter through post mart to have same-day delivery. So when I get your mail, I'll respond as I can within those parameters.
I'd like to know more about your companion, his name and where he's from, what his family is like and how he fits in it. Plus his gospel experience if he's shared that.
I hope the language is coming along. It just fascinates me that missionaries become so proficient in such a short period of time. It makes me wonder why I haven't ever really taken the time to gain a second language... in all my spare time, right?
Thanksgiving is upon us and it makes me happy that I made a Thanksgiving dinner while you were still here. I cooked a turkey last night and just had gravy, mashed potatoes, winter squash and peas with leftover cranberry sauce. No stuffing or pies. But Dad took his little turkey nap after dinner. :)
Cambry was able to come home last night. Grandma and Grandpa Parish left for Arizona today to spend Thanksgiving with Uncle Jimmy and Grandpa King. Grandmother Pat is visiting her family for a while and they are helping take care of Grandpa. We will spend Thanksgiving up in Layton. I have pies and rolls for an assignment and will take pumpkin pies only. That makes me think that you need to direct me on letter content in the future: would you rather hear about things like this after they happen so you don't feel left out? Or would you rather hear what we're planning so you can picture what's happening?
We've had a lot of contention the last little bit. I've got a sinus infection again, but I can tell it will dissipate if I am faithful treating it. That explains a lot. But Parker and Aleah are still at each other. That makes you homesick, I'm certain. ;)
It's time for a temple trip. I was looking at the Provo Temple schedule to make sure it wouldn't be closed on me. It only closes the weeks that have Christmas and Thanksgiving in them. I was relieved. I'll think of you and pray for you in all my temple time.
This letter is coming through dearelder.com and my deadline is coming up. But I wanted to share a part of B's letter from yesterday. It made me think of the counsel Bro. Cooper gave you:
"Oooh, so on Saturday night, we skipped dinner (or at least postponed it) until the hour we were supposed to be in, so that we could be out working during daylight hours. It was about 7:38, and we had 20 minutes of proselyting left until dinner. (In the white handbook it explains that typically dinner should be finished no later than 6 pm, but Saturday is an example of an atypical circumstance. With it getting dark these days right before 6:00, the hour of 5-6 is actually our most precious time, and it stinks to have to eat dinner then, because once it's dark it's harder to get people to talk with us. ANYWAY, whenever we don't have a member dinner, we sometimes like to move our dinner hour to make the most of our time). ANYWAY, we were considering going in a few minutes early, because it was DARK, and COLD, and we were hungry. I was driving, and we were both just like, "uh... what should we do?" All our plans and back up plans had fallen through, and we both rationalized, "well, it wouldn't hurt to go in a little bit early." But we both still felt a little guilty for considering that idea, and so RIGHT before we were going to turn into our apartment, I kind of just.... turned the car down this one street we had been working on tracting, but hadn't finished yet. The car just sort of drove itself in front of a specific house, and we were like, "okay, we're going to knock 5 doors real quick then go inside." I didn't have a ton of faith, but I was relieved that we were being obedient, contrary to my human weakness. The VERY FIRST DOOR that we knocked on, the house we had parked in front of, the lady let us in. We taught the restoration. She agreed to meet with us, read The Book of Mormon, and even be baptized if she came to a knowledge of the truth of our message for herself."
One last thing, when I saw Bro. P at Saturday's funeral, I shared with him that he had been an answer to your desire to increase your spirituality. He got misty-eyed and told me to share with you that I had shared this with him. Everyone asks how you are. You have a large cheering section both here and in the spirit world.
Oh yeah, you were in my dreams last night. I don't remember what the peril we were fighting was, but I do remember that you were strong and faithful and tireless in the fight. Go, Riley!
I love you,
Mom
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