Passing of my Grandmother....

Hello everyone:

As I'm sure you all know, my beloved grandma passed away last week. I'm not going to lie, it's been a while since I've been affected by a sadness like that. It has been a hard and enduring week, but I will say that so many miracles have come from it. And I know that she is right here walking along beside me to see them. 

I actually found out the news rather quickly on Tuesday.  A friend of mine sent an email as soon as he heard, so I found out by that source. It was so hard hearing about what had happened. But it made me so grateful for the blessing of know her and all the things she did!! She was so adventurous! Traveling all over the world, and taking advantage of every culture. I am so grateful for being with her. I loved her so much, I wasn't afraid to be myself around her. I remember all the days when I was tired from school, just coming to their house and laying in bed with her while she talked to Martha on the phone Haha, they were so funny those two. I loved every moment with her. So many days where we would just go look at all the rocks she’d collected, she would ask a million questions but i didn’t mind. She loved all my friends who came over to hear her stories. I’m grateful those who could meet her. What a woman. So spunky and sassy. Her favorite guilty pleasure were those store bough orange rolls. I remember bringing her some on her bday. We had some good times her and i. On the day that she passed, I wore one of her scarves in honor of Her, and guess What... we were walking on the rue, and I stopped to talk to this man. He immediately grabbed my scarf and said what is this? Are you a scout? It was the first time anyone had noticed the scarf. It brought me sooooo much hoy to tell him that no I wasn't a scout (lol) but I was a missionary for l'église de Jésus Christ des saints des derniers jours. He was so interested in our message. What an experience. Grandma look at that !!! He loved it. 

Anyways we spent the whole day out on P-day because being in made it harder. With that said, we worked very hard and long. But it felt good. We found little ways to serve others so that we could keep the day going. 

Wednesday was the day I received the call from my Mission President. He and I talked for a while just about the importance of holding on to those we love and holding on to the principles we  cherish. I compared it to the iron rod. For moments like these I am grateful to be holding steadfastly. President told me that my the song I sang with Sœeur Dorton,  "consider the lilies"  was played for my grandma. You have no idea how much comfort that brought me!!! To know that she heard!! I am so full of gratitude. That song will forever have a significant meaning to me. On that same day, Soeur Bakly bought me a little macaroon because everyone knows I love those. It was so sweet of her. 

We met with Joel again. Due to personal circumstances we had to tell him he needed to wait to be baptized. He was pretty discouraged. BUT he has so much faith. I am so proud of how far he has come. I have never met a person pray as sincerely and earnestly as him. 

As I have said. This week was difficult, but I am so happy. I could not have gone through any of my trials without this gospel. With that said to everyone who reads, I know with surety that this is the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. The same gospel that he originally established on this earth during his time. He is our Savior and Redeemer. He knows you and I just as we know ourselves. I am so grateful to share this truth with others. I love you all!!!!