Well. I would NORMALLY start out this email like, "Hey Family! Guess what? Transfer calls happened, and you'll never believe it - I'm staying in Łódź! And Sister Monetsinos is coming here!" But apparently that news is already out. How - I'm still not quite sure. But whatever. It's fine. It's not like I enjoy sharing the surprise of where and with whom I'll be spending Christmas and Thanksgiving. It's like, whatever.
So. Forward Unto Dawn Week was INCREDIBLE. Up until yesterday. But more on that later.
Monday. P-DAY. Er ER! (If you know what this is, you just made it onto the Cool People List. If you don't, well ... I'm sorry. And if you think maybe you know, but you can't be sure, because how do make that sound when you're typing, I'll put you out of your misery. This is a Baby Mama quote. You're welcome.) I loves me some P-Day. We were GOING to go ice skating with the elders, but guess what? The place doesn't open until 18:00. Right when P-Day ends. Which is ultra lame. Then we had a lesson with a less active named Irena. She's SUPER cool. The reason she's less active is becasue she's blind, so it's hard for her to get to church. But she's got a rock solid testimony, and she's a sweetheart. I like her.
Tuesday. We did a MEGA WHITEBOARD with the elders for Halloween. There are about 3 gagillion J-Dub missionaries roaming the streets in Poland, and since they're anti-Halloween, we decided to go the opposite direction. We carved jack o'lanterns with the elders and put them up at the white board and asked people what they were afraid of. It was QUITE a party.
Wednesday. CULTURE NIGHT! AND a lesson with Beata! We talked with Beata about Słowo, and she was TOTALLY okay with it. Yeah boy! Then we had Culture Night. We ate at a Polish restuarant (I wasn't a huge fan, but it was okay), and then we went and saw FIDDLER ON THE ROOF! Po polsku! If that's not the coolest thing EVER, I don't know what is! And I was actually surprised by how much I was able to understand - not because I know the play, but because I know Polish! (And I use the phrase "know Polish" VERY loosely - but hey! If I was able to understand a musical po polsku, maybe I understand more than I give myself credit for!)
Thursday. Halloween! Woo hoo! Halloween actually isn't a thing in Poland. They just don't really do that. But we had a Halloween party with the YSA's at the Lloyd's house, and that was SUPER fun! Ewa and Milena BOTH came, so that was pretty crazy! We think maybe we'll be able to bring them back into investigating the church. But we'll see. Elders Caskey and Fogg had an investigator there (who they'd never actually met before, so that was weird), and he was an ODD duck. Like, I was standing in the kitchen, watching people carve pumpkins, and he came over, and, like, petted my arm. Yeah. It's exactly as weird as it sounds. Or maybe even weirder. He just walked up and rubbed my arm for a couple seconds, and then I was like, "Ooookay, well that's enough of THAT crap," and high-tailed it right out of there. Oh Poland. Oh Poland.
Friday. All Saint's Day. This day is a BIG DEAL in Poland. Basically everyone buys a bunch of flowers and candles and things, and take them to the graves of their deceased relatives. We went to a cemetary with the elders, and it was DECKED. Oh man. SO many candles and flowers. It was SUPER cool! It's a nice way to remember the people you love. So that was really fun. We walked around with them and looked at graves and talked, and it was just great.
Saturday. Actually, nothing of interest happened on Saturday.
Sunday. Yesterday. Transfer calls. I HATE THIS DAY SO MUCH. I am the biggest NOT fan of transfer calls on the planet. I had come to grips with the fact that I was probably staying in Łódź, and Sister Wendel was leaving me. I was ready for that. And I was also comfortable with the fact that Elder Wolfley would be out, because he had also been there for six months (same as Sister Wendel). I wasn't sure what was going to go down with Elder Finch, but I had prepared myself for the possibility of him leaving. What I was NOT prepared for was the fact that Elder Caskey is leaving. We've been talking about transfers for a few weeks now, and we were all SURE that Elders Caskey and Fogg and I would be staying in Łódź, and the others were leaving. That was the plan.. We were ready. But guess what? That did NOT pan out. Wolfley is going to Lublin, Sister Wendel is going to Warsaw (and I'm going to miss her! She's my KOLEŻANKA!), and Elder Caskey is going to Katowice. The good news is, I get to keep Elders Finch and Fogg! And they're going to be comps, so that'll be fun! It'll be great - we'll have an AMAZING transfer, I'm sure. I just don't like it when my people leave. It's dumb. I hate it. So I possibley cried a lot last night. And possibly cried a lot this morning. But whatever. It's all fine.
So that was my week. It was quite eventful. And now I'm just a little sad. What am I going to do without Sister Wendel? And Elder Caskey? And Elder Wolfley? Oh boy. Transfers are lame.
Oh, and guess what else? My sister is engaged. This just keeps getting better and better. Is there anything else lame that could happen? Maybe they could change the missionary age and William can leave on his birthday instead of waiting until school's out? Perhaps the dogs could die. Or ... or ... Oh, I don't know. I'm just over this crap.
Anyways. On a happy note (because let's end this on a happy note) ... The Church is true. That's a happy note.
LOVE YOU ALL!
Siostra Young
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