Semana 2-I think I got spider bites.

And so my mission blog continues (10 years later...)

Hello Family & Friends!!

   So happy to be able to write to you right now! I can't believe it's been 2 weeks...but I also can't believe it's been two weeks. It feels like forever...but really I have a long time to go. This week was even better than the last. I've learned even more about charity towards my companions. We are all three so different. I was pretty much having an anxiety attack because I felt like I'd be missing so much by not being able to go to class. But I had to learn that it was about my companion being sick and needing to rest. In reality, it gave me more time to study and learn the language. They always tell us to study the scriptures and Preach My Gospel during personal study and learn the principles we are teaching first in English, then learn certain phrases and words for that particular lesson. It has worked out so much better that way. I think we had our best lesson with our "investigator" (she's actually our teacher...). But playing a 53 year old woman who is catholic with older kids and an atheist husband. We definitely taught more by the Spirit and I can actually teach and know what they are saying in Spanish. YES!!!

   

   I got the package!! Thank you so much!! It's seriously the best to get packages and mail while here. It's good to know there are still people outside of this MTC bubble. My eyes were starting to get sore from using toilet paper to wipe my makeup off...so thank you for the cotton balls, they are muuuch smoother on my eyes! 

   My time management has gotten immensely better. (weird, I know). I get stressed every time we are late to something. I'm changing already. Don't worry though, I've already voiced my opinion and we are all working together on being on time to everything. Thank goodness. I know this will help me in the future instead of being lazy and never planning anything. haha.

   So something funny, last week I told you that some of the missionaries in my zone like saying my age to me all the time. (as a joke, obviously). But last week I was playing the piano for a district because they were singing in sacrament meeting on Sunday and one of them goes "hey, let me know if your arthritis acts up while you are playing for us." hahaha. I seriously love these Elders. They are the best. Our zone leaders are so great also. Sunday was our first real Sunday here. I played the piano for sacrament meeting. It was good to get back on the keys. It was cool to have sacrament with just our zone. My branch president is President Nelson. He is awesome. The counselors and their wives are so great and so welcoming. OHHH. I talked to President Brown! (MTC President). I told him I was from Frankfort and he said the next time I write you to have me tell you to say "Hi!" to Doug Fredin. He was speaking very highly of him. So just wanted to let you know. I have two bites on my arm. I might be either allergic to my watch or I got spider bites. Either way, they look disgusting. That is all.

   This week was great in the visiting speakers department. We had Jean A. Stevens, 1st counselor in the Primary General Presidency, come to Relief Society. So awesome! She talked about every soul mattering to God and we are doing a great work. We also had Julie B. Beck come to the fireside on Tuesday night. She and her husband spoke. So great. Her husband went to Italy on his mission. (whoo Christine & Matt...you'll love this!) He said there were only 10 members of the church in Rome 40 years ago. Crazy! And now they are building a temple. Way to go Italy! Julie Beck told us 3 things: 1) Love your companion; 2) Love the people; 3) Love your president. I hope I can do all of these things. Praying for charity is really helping!

   Mom, to answer your question, I do get to work out everyday! (except P-day). And by workout, I mean I play four-square. But it gets intense and I'm pretty sure I get a work out because I'm really sore every day from it. This might not be a good thing, but gym is like one of my favorite times. Mostly because if I'm stressed throughout the day, it's definitely a good stress reliever. I did get a little sick last week, but I took tons of airborne and vitamin C. It didn't hinder me at all. I still have kind of a cough...but I feel juuust fine. I put hand sanitizer on my hands like every second. It's gross to think about how many hands touch the doors I am going in and out of every day. 

   Let's just say I am so grateful for you, family. In talking to one of my companions a couple of nights ago, I realized I have such a good family life. I am so grateful for your support of me and love in the things I choose to do. She hasn't heard from her family the whole time she's been in here, so it's definitely an interesting situation. I'm just so grateful for you guys!

   My two room mates (not in my zone or district) left this morning! So sad! We got along so well and they were the best girls! They got their visas so they headed off to the Peru MTC. So we will probably get new roommates next Wednesday when the missionaries come in. It's so funny to see the new missionaries come in, I'm like they have no idea what is about to happen. haha. Even though we've only been here two weeks, we still look upon the new missionaries as being SO NEW. It's crazy how much you learn in just two weeks! Mel B-I wrote you a letter but I forgot your address so I sent it to 521 21st St. If this is not right, I'd go to their house and see if they got a letter from an M. Erickson. haha. sorry about that!

   I love hearing from everyone! Thanks for the letters and I will write real letters this afternoon! The picture thing was broken yesterday so I haven't been able to print pictures yet...I will when I get a chance. 

Love you all so much!!

Hermana Erickson aka Marth

Mission, Mission, What a Decision

Argentina Buenos Aires North Mission

The time has come to document my mission electronically.  I want the pictures and the letters together in one spot so that I can reminisce as much as I would like. 

I would not be who I am today without my mission, so my blog might as well have everything on it. I also have not read these since I have been home, so I am preparing for a roller coaster of emotions.

For the most part I am going to write the letters word for word, but these were to my family, so some editing might occur.

WEEK 1, MTC:

Family!!!

It's been so hard not to be able to write you back! We didn't get a P-day in our first week, but it was still great. I hope everyone is doing well. I think about you all the time. BUT the MTC is so wonderful. Christine and Craig dropped me off last Wednesday. Missionaries were crowding the sidewalks to greet all the incoming ones. It was a bit intense, but they were all nice and helped me with my bags. We went to my room, dropped off my stuff and then headed straight to get my books and other necessities. I went straightaway to class and met my companion there. Her name is Hermana Alvey. She is from Las Vegas. She just turned 21 and has never lived away from home. So we are a bit different on that front. She is really nice, and I am learning a lot from her. She knows way more about the Scriptures and has really been helping me with my Spanish. We had 2 other sisters in our district, but one moved up to intermediate, so we got another companion and now I'm in a three some. 

(I'm going to interject here as me in the present and say why would I phrase it like that?)

The other sister is Hermana Renteria. She is from Ventura, CA and is great. She is 22. I am mostly used to being by myself, so it's interesting having to bring two people with you every time you want to get up to get a kleenex or walk to the bathroom.  But I love them both and we are for sure learning a lot from each other. 

The Spanish is going better than I expected. I know how to pray (mostly). I'm like a 5-year old saying the most simple prayers. Sometimes I speak spanglish. We have already taught 3 lessons to our "first investigator" and today will be our fourth. We are teaching in Spanish...but we mostly committed her to reading the Book of Mormon.  This time we are talking about the Atonement.  This is my favorite topic, so it'll be easier to talk about and give some experience.  Our teacher is Hermano Jimenez. He is wayyyy intense.  He wants us to mostly know everything in 3 weeks so that we can practice, practice, practice in the last 6 weeks. Eeek. But it's good to have someone motivate us to learn quickly. 

I haven't become huge yet. It's weird not eating snacks at night and such. Three meals a day, that's it. And you all know how picky I am so sometimes I just eat a PB&J sandwich. But it's a good one. I get to eat white bread. We eat dinner at 4:30 so it's definitely earlier than normal, somehow I'm not hungry at night. 

The schedule hasn't been as hard to adjust to as I thought. It's nice having it mapped out and knowing what I'm doing with my day the night before. We get up at 6:30 and go to bed by 10:30. I'm normally in bed by 10:20 because, well, frankly, I'm tired. But I know I have outside help here. Never before would I have been able to keep this schedule without being completely wiped out. It's been amazing having that extra strength. I pray all the time here. We pray before and after everything and we do companion and personal prayer always. I love it. It's bringing me so much closer to God. I thought I knew what having God help me out is like...but let me tell you, I didn't. 

Conference was amazing. It's hard to see the sisters among all the elders when we are all crowded into the big gym, so it's so spiritual to see all those young men in their suits ready to hear the words of the Lord. How many times did they mention missionary work? I loved it! It took on a whole new meaning when I am wearing the name badge with Jesucristo. I loved Elder Eyring's talk. His emotions always get the best of him, but I can feel the Spirit so strong when he talks. I heard Elder Holland gave an amazing talk at Priesthood session. I'll need to get a copy of that once the ensign comes to the bookstore here. 

Oh, we also had to clean the showers for a first service time and it was sicko. I think I almost barfed. There was so much hair in the drains. (Christine, you warned me of this...the warning did not do it justice...haha) Anyway, it was good to be able to help clean our floor and bathrooms!

It's hard to think what else to say when I only have half an hour. I'm sad I missed Grandpa's graveside service. I'm glad it went well though. I know he is having a grand old time with his friends Chuck and Chuck right now! I don't have much time left. eek. I'm writing letters later this afternoon so I can try and write more then. 

Dad and Mom-Thanks for all the dear elders, I love them!! I have a smile on my face every time I get a letter. I love you so much. Thanks for all of your support and love. If you have any questions, let me know and I'll answer them! Week one has definitely felt like year one. I feel like I've been here so long already, and I definitely don't feel like I am anywhere near Provo. I went to the temple this morning. It was amazing. I'm loving it and I'm doing great. I can't wait to hear back from you guys! I'll write again in a week! Hopefully this letter wasn't too dull. I'm still funny, don't worry. I'm the class clown of our district. hahaha. Just kidding. Did I mention I love my district? They are the best Elders here!! so wonderful! We all have different stories and I love them already! I only have 28 seconds. I love you so much!! I pray for you every night.

Love you,

Hermana Erickson

The lovely Hermana Alvey. 

District, big heart. 

first week official.

Spiritual Sunday: Generational Gap

Is it me, or am I getting old?

Every Sunday when I meet with the Young Women, I see more and more how much has changed even since I was in high school. 

(which was really not THAT long ago...)

I have seen the changes technology has 

had on the lives of the youth. 

Both good and not so good.

I was thinking today how innocent most of us were 

when we were 12, 13, 14...

(maybe that was just me?)

And today the young women are not that innocent. 

(just like Britney Spears says)

They look more grown up.

They act more grown up.

It's scary how much is out there, how much they are in the know.

I remember one of my wise institute teachers taught us that the way to protect children is by 

reading the scriptures and praying daily.  

I really feel like I want to make sure my young women are doing so.

I feel so responsible for them and want them to know how much their decisions now will affect their later lives. 

First things first, I have to do the things that I teach them. 

I made a goal a few months back to 

read my scriptures for at least a 1/2 hour a day.

Things got shaky for awhile there, 

but I'm back on track 

and have been doing that for at least the past 2 weeks. 

I've felt so much happier.

It's crazy how much I can forget that 

those are the things that make me happy 

and help me be that example for these girls.

I've also been reading my favorite spiritual-guide book 

(and most recommended)

"Better than you think you are"

by Ardeth G. Kapp

This book can bring anybody out of a stupor. 

As I realize that I have to teach 

these girls things that I've learned and 

help them feel the Spirit and 

help them become converted...

it can become a bit overwhelming.

But I know that as I try and live the things that I teach, that the Spirit will help them understand in their own way.

I need to be in tune so that they can be.

I can tell how much they look up to me 

(not in a braggy sort of way)

and it makes me want to be a better person

and better example for them.

What a blessing it is to serve them right now.

Speaking of becoming a better person...

Tonight at the SED 

(in the old days this was just a plain old fireside)

we watched this video:

What a wonderful kid.

Such an example of friendship and service.

"There is no spirit but what was pure and holy when it came here from the celestial world...

H e   i s   t h e   f a t h e r   o f   o u r   s p i r i t s; 

and if we could know, understand, and do his will, 

every soul would be prepared to return back into his presence 

and when they get there 

they will see that they had formerly lived there for ages, 

that they had previously been acquainted with every nook and corner, with the palaces, walks and gardens; 

and they would embrace their father, 

and he would embrace them and say, 

'My son, my daughter, I have you home again.' 

And the child would say, 

'Oh my father, my father, I am here again.'"

If only every person could know where they came from.

Maybe we'd be more willing to help others... 

and sacrifice our "1st place" to help them get their "82nd"

For now, I'm trying my best to at least help 

my young women understand this.

I'm learning each day to trust more and more in the Lord and hopefully am helping them to do the same.

(even if I am just a tad bit older than them...)

Thoughtful Thursday

Thinking...Thinking...

We all think every day, right? 

Sometimes it's about trivial things, 

sometimes it's about life's most important moments or decisions.

Sometimes I just think about what 

outfit I might wear the next day...

or perhaps if I need to buy some more cheez-its.

Maybe I sometimes think about reading Harry Potter yet again.

Or what will happen on my favorite dramatic shows this week.

But most importantly...

I've been thinking about my life and the way it has gone so far.

I've had probably the hardest year of my life.

I constantly analyze and wonder if I had done just one or two things differently...

maybe that would have changed the outcome?

Maybe I'd be happier now?

I've learned that analyzing doesn't help anything 

(even though I still do it on daily basis...oops).

I have had to put more trust in God than ever before. 

I served in Argentina for a year and half 

and yet in the year and a half I've been home...

my faith has had its fair share of tests.

I honestly do not know what God's plan is for me 

with regards to many things. 

I've had to learn that that is okay for now. 

I just have to keep on going each day. 

Being happy. Trying new things.

Making schedules and goals.

Spending time with family.

Trusting that there is a great plan, 

even if I don't quite see it.

I like to know how things end. 

I look up movie endings.  

I look up TV series endings.  

I look up book endings.  

I want to to know how they all end.

If there is an ending to something, 

you can count on me to look it up.

The one ending I can't look up is my own. 

So, I can either sit around and wait and wonder when things will happen...

or live life and trust that it will end happily, 

just as many things do.

The latter sounds like the better option.

I may not know my ending, but I can know and control what happens until then.

So on this Thoughtful Thursday, 

I will worry a little less 

and think about adjusting my sails a little more.

Wishful Wednesday

Back to School, Back to School

to prove to dad that I'm not a fool

Not really, my dad thinks I'm super smart.

In June I went back to school...I never thought I'd actually do it!

I'm taking prerequisites to apply to an accelerated Bachelor's in Nursing program.  I have so many classes to take since my first Bachelor's degree has absolutely nothing to do with science. 

I think the last time I took a science class was 

my freshman year of college. 

(um, that was 9 years ago...WHAT!)

I've always wanted to be a nurse, 

but never thought I had the smarts or the dedication.

Turns out...

I do.

So my wish on this Wishful Wednesday 

is that I continue getting great grades in these classes 

and that I don't get sick of them or tired of trying.

I've had a few different thoughts about what I should do: teaching, lawyer, MBA, but I just never quiiiite made it into starting these things.

 Once I realized nursing was an actual possibility, I knew it was the right thing to do because I actually went forward with it. 

Even though it is definitely going to take awhile, I know this is the direction I need to be headed. (not like Anne Boelyn)

President Monson said this:

"Don't limit yourself and don't let others convince you that you are limited in what you can do.  Believe in yourself and then live so as to reach your possibilities.  You can achieve what you believe you can. Trust and believe and have faith." 

I've only recently begun to believe these words.  

They've driven me to action and I hope it stays that way.

Traveling Tuesday

Traveling Tuesday

If I didn't have to have a job and eat, then I would definitely want to travel all the time. 

Going from place to place learning about different cultures, different people, and yes, even different foods, is the most appealing thing in the world to me. 

Austria.  

I've always wanted to visit this intriguing country. 

Maybe it's because that is where The Sound of Music was filmed.

Mostly it's because of the history of WWII and the gorgeous scenery that it beholds.

Living here would be a dream come true.  It looks so relaxing.  

"Travel makes one modest. 

You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.” 

-Gustave Flaubert

We really do not occupy a lot of space in the world.  

The creations and beauty of God are unfathomable.

He made it a pretty great place for us, right?

My travel fund starts today. 

Happy Tuesday!

Just Another Music Monday

M u s i c  M o n d a y

The blog is back and ready to listen to music. 

My book reading is still going, 

but I've diverted from my previous list. 

I n s t e a d, 

for my daily outlet, 

the themed days will return. 

As today is Monday and I would not make it through Monday without 

M U S I C...

today is Music Monday.

The song for the day:

"These Days" -The Black Keys

Please enjoy whilst watching this beautiful sunset. 

Disclaimer: These Monday songs will not necessarily reflect my current state of mind.

They will all just be good songs.

Thanks, Black Keys, you'll be used here a lot. 

Happy Monday!