Tuesday, April 22, 2014 8:37 AM Hulam.

Cześź wam! Co słuchać!?

For today's Polish lesson, we have the word HULAĆ (who-law-ch). It means, "to live it up". (According to my source. So if this is blasphamy ... sorry. I hope it's not though, because I really like this word!) Yes. Best word discovery ever? ... You could say that.

hulam - who-law-m - I'm  living it up

hulasz - who-law-sh - you're living it up

hulamy - who-law-mih - we're living it up

hulacie - who-law-ch-eh you're (all) living it up
hulą - who-long - they live it up
hulaj - who-lie - live it up!
Is that not beautiful? I am a fan.

So, moving day. That happened. And it was an ABSOLUTE nightmare. Sister Mik and I had to get ourselves - ALL by ourselves - to the train station, with ALL OUR STUFF - her two suitcases and my three. And we each had a suitcase with broken wheels. And we were going UP stairs, and DOWN stairs, and on and off trams. GAH. I tell you. That was the worst morning of my mission. I cried. Four times. It was embarrassing, and people were weirded out. But I was in an emotionally ugly place, and that, combined with the stress of moving, and getting all my stuff to the train station - well. It was the perfect storm. When we finally got to the trainstation and we couldn't move our stuff another step, I just cried a little. It was bad. And then Elders Baranowski and Wolfley helped me get Sister Mik on the train and kept me company until the office elders came to take me to the other train station. In the meantime, Elder Baranowski, was like, "Hey, Sister Young, what time are they getting here?" and I was like, "I don't know." And he was like, "Well, you should probably call and ask." And then I got teary and emotional again, and I was like, "Could you do it?" and then my eyes filled with tears. The elders were uncomfortable. Elder Wolfley was like, "Yeah, here, I'll do it." BLESS HIM. And Elder Baranowski wasn't sure what to do, so he offered me a piece of gum. That helped. Then the office elders picked me up and took me to the other train station where I'd NEVER been before and dropped me off with all my stuff, and then, again - by myself, I had to get myself onto my train. Including more stairs. It was horrible. And when I finally got myself, with all my things, onto the train, I couldn't get my suitcases up onto the rack. So I gave up. I left them on the floor. And cried again. Oi. I tell you. That was a day I do NOT need to repeat. It was HORRIBLE. Moving is not a fun experience, my children.

But then I got to Gdańsk, and my life has gotten SIGNIFICANTLY cheerier since then!

Oh my goodness. Family and friends. Gdańsk is SO beautiful! It's such a cute little city! I absolutely love it here. Really and truly.

Also. I LOVE Sister Tobler! Good grief. She's so great. I just love her! She reminds me of a combo of Emily and Laura and herself (because if there weren't some of Sister Tobes in Sister Tobes, that wouldn't make ANY sense at all). But it's grand. I LOVE serving with her! It was a blast having a week and a half with her in Warsaw, and now we get a whole entire transfer, and in Gdańsk, no less! It's about to get real.

Easter was SO beautiful. We had church, which was really nice, and then we contacted in a really pretty park. That wasn't as nice. The people there were surprisingly uninterested in talking about the Gospel. They remembered they were Catholic. Easter and Christmas tend to do that here. This one man - whoo. He was REALLY grumpy. But it's fine. We're tough! We can take it! Then we had the most INCREDIBLE Easter Feast of my WHOLE life. We made pancakes, and maple - yes, MAPLE - syrup, and eggs, and oranges, and tea. Ah. It was SO GOOD. Not the traditional ham and funeral potatoes and green jello, but it was good!

On a completely unrelated note (like, seriously, UNRELATED), Sister Mik and I got to meet one more time with Namra and her family before we left Warsaw. It was beautiful. Bless those wonderful people! And we got pictures! (Speaking of - I can now send pictures again! Rejoice! Just not today ... I don't have too much time. But next week for sures! It'll be beautiful! You can remind yourselves of what I look like!) I SERIOUSLY love that family. And we got to play a cool Mongolian game with bones. Yes. REAL BONES. It was very exciting. They are SO great. I miss them already!

Okay. Are you people ready to hear the COOLEST thing in the world? I wandered upon this little gem while reading an old Ensign. In an article about Handel and The Messiah. Random. All of it is SO RANDOM. But listen to THIS amazingness. It's a part of the poem "Aurora Leigh" by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (I don't know what ANY of that means, but I've got to give credit, right?).

"Earth's crammed with heaven,

And every common bush afire with God;

But only he who sees takes off his shoes;

The rest sit round and pluck blackberries."

If your mind is being blown right now, raise your hand. And if your mind isn't being blown, go back and read that beauty again. Isn't that beautiful? "Earth's crammed with heaven." Wow. That right there - that is great. Four words, and they say SO MUCH. Wow. Earth is full of heaven. Everything testifies of the fact that there is a God. Beautiful. Anyways. I found that INCREDIBLY incredibly beautiful. And I wanted to share it with you peeps!

Okay. Right now, "We Built This City" is playing on the radio in this email place. OH MY GOOD GRIEFING WHAT IN THE CRAZY PANTS. My mind is running wild right now. Whew.

And, on that note, I'm going to leave you. It's been real, my friends.

Much love!

Siostra Young