Monday, February 2, 1998

Yesterday was a good day. It was my first Sunday at the MTC and we had a great day with plenty of uplifting talks and a few breaks. It was good.

Today was a different day. We had telecenter training and I am excited to do that. We start Wednesday. Then tonight, we had way too much free time and we (me and the elders) were joking, laughing and releasing stress. It felt good for me, but the other hermanas didn't like it so much. I think I really offended them. I need to be more considerate of their feelings and they need to do the same for me. We are all so different. I am feeling frustrated with Hermana Eastman lately. I am only writing this here and I don't want to say or write it in this negative way anywhere else. To me, I feel like I am not respected by her. Nothing I say seems to mean anything to her and she invalidates me constantly. I am trying to keep my attitude up. Anything anyone says, she has a story to top it. It annoys me. That's all I have to say about that. I need to be humbled and ask forgiveness for thinking so badly about her. I had a rough day in the way of pride. What a joy. I'm happy to be here and getting into the swing of things.

 Hermana Eastman and I pointing to the Canary Islands on the MTC map
 Our whole district: Elders Box, ?, Daniels, Tanner, Stoddard, Cuddeback
Elder Seely, Hermanas Eastman, Chelson, Simper, Wilson, and Elder Jacobs
 All four hermanas in our district had different Doc Martin shoes.

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