If I'm leaving when I believe I'm leaving, it will be next week. But President probably won't tell me for another few days because he doesn't want the visa waiters to get trunky if they know their visas are here. I only have a half P-Day this week. I'm hoping to get everything I need done since this is the last hoorah (I think) before I bounce out of this cold cold cold cold cold cold place. But a member donated a really warm jacket to us.
You'll never believe who my new companion is. It's Sister Graham! Probably one of my favorite companions of all time. She got transferred out of Ann Arbor 1st and is now crashing hill street with me until I leave. This is the perfect area for her because she's so good at talking to people, but it's been really hard for her the last few days just trying to adjust to a new area. I'm trying to help her as much as I can. It's weird how we're in the same area, just not.
So on Thursday, we get this phone call from the Elders Quorem President. He told us to come to the hospital because Noelle Reid, one of the sisters in the ward who goes out with us a lot, got in a really serious car accident. She was gettting onto the interstate, and something happened with her car, possibly overcorrected, she doesn't really remember, and she got T-Boned on the interstate by a van. We get down there and I'm in panic mode because she seriously does everything for us, and she was completely drugged on morphine and we found out her air bags didn't even go off and they had to cut her out of the car she was in. She has 3 broken ribs, a fractured spine and pelvis. But the miracle of it all is that she's still alive, and she's going to have a full recovery. We are so grateful that she is okay.
This week, we have done a lot of contacting. Like, a lot. And it's been miserably cold. We're trying to stay positive. We have to go in a building every thirty minutes because we freeze. Today our low is like... 10 degrees or something, but it snowed last night, so it's like.... 20 degrees right now. One day this week, it was 50 degrees and it felt so nice and warm! But this week, we're dipping down into single digits.
I really can't think of anything else I really need to tell you about. Me and my companions have been playing "contacting baseball." We go up and talk to people and if we say hi to someone and don't try to talk to them, it's a strike. 1 base is giving them a pass along card, 2 bases if we strike up conversation, homerun if we get a number, and grandslam if we get a return appointment. If we get three strikes we lose a point. We play for 30 minutes at a time, and do that as long as we're contacting. That way it gets us motivated to go and talk to people.
Anyways, I love you guys! Not much has happened this week other than contacting. So far we're doing good!
Love, Sister Marshall