This week I met an old friend that I met in Ferreñafe. His name is Harry and I found out that he lives in my area. We are starting to teach him, but it is sad because his daughter recently passed away, so he finds a lot of comfort in the doctrine of the church. This week he also came to an activity that we had and we gave him a tour of the chapel. He said that his favorite painting was of Moroni, because of the strength him must have had.
We are starting to leave as a ward every Saturday at 7 in the morning to visit less actives and it is fantastic. Even though we have to wake up a bit more early to leave it is a great experience because it helps strengthen the ward.
Also I am starting to forget certain things in English. Because I always say my prayers in Spanish (including personal prayers) it is tough for me to not speak Spanish automatically. For example a Sister in my ward asked for a blessing in English and I was struggling to not speak Spanish. I feel like when I come home I will need to take English classes.
I feel so blessed to be able to have the Bishop and his wife as my pension. The Bishop here is super loving and helps us so much. He is a convert of about the same time as dad and I can see a lot of similarities in there testimonies.