3 Weeks Left!

Hello everyone!

I only have less than 3 weeks left! I'm super excited, but kind of nervous. My Spanish is not that great so I wish I could be better. Hna Forsyth is one of my teachers and she's from Spokane and she's a saint. I don't think she'll ever get married because no one is as good is she is. She's amazing! Anyway she brought someone in who served in Spokane and she told us all about it. Right after we arrive at the airport we'll be sent out contacting for a few hours. That night we'll be at the mission home and receive orientation. The next day we get our trainer and assignments and then we go out and teach. Crazy! I'll be teaching actual investigators in a few weeks! I'm super excited though.

So Thanksgiving was good. We had Elder Russell M. Nelson come speak to us and it ws way good. We made 8,000 survival kits for people in Sudan. Dinner was okay, but i definitely missed the good food I always get especially the pies and Grandma Dinsdale's rolls. For some reason i couldn't stop thinking about them. We all were pretty homesick but it was definitely the worst for me. Pretty much all weekend I was really homesick. But I got letters from Ashley and Dad so that really helped. (This is a hint that letters really do help so you should all write!)

So my back is doing a lot better. I went to pt yesterday and they said my posture has improved significantly and that my back feels so much looser and less crunchy than before. They started me on all these funny strengthening exercises in the office there and they're pretty entertaining. Funny story: So this weekend seemed to last forever because everything was closed on Thursday, Sunday, and half of Saturday. That meant we could only get mail on Friday. But our floor manager person who helps us clean the bathrooms and keep the toilet paper stocked was gone. She left the toilet paper dispensers unlocked so that we could refill them if we needed. The only problem with this is that they randomly fall down. Yes, being the clumsy person I am, the toilet paper dispenser fell off the wall and smacked down right on the bridge of my nose. It was a rather embarassing moment and my nose is still slightly swollen. Moral of the story is: Don't ever trust your toilet paper dispenser.

Mom and Dad: were you able to send my box up to Washington yet? If not could you add lots of pictures of you all and possibly leg warmers? Also i will definitely need a bike but is there a way to get it with a guard over the tire to prevent mud from splashing up?

One of my favorite scriptures is Alma 26: 35 "Now have we not reason to rejoice? Yea, I say unto you, there never were men that had so great reason to rejoice as we, since the world began; yea, and my joy is carried away, even unto boasting in my God, for he has all power all wisdom, and all understanding; he comprehendeth all things, and he is a merciful Bein, even unto salvation, to those who will repent and believe on his name."

I absolutely love being a missionary. It is very hard and difficult at times, but only when things are challenging are they worth it.

I love you all so much!

Herman Probst (That's what Noah called me in one of his emails and it has kind of stuck).

P.S. I only have half an hour a week to read emails so I never have enough time to read Becky's. If someone could just briefly summarize the highlights of her email and send that to me that would be great so I could still keep up with what she's doing. Thanks!