So I have a great story this week, we have been teaching a family for along time, a wife, husband and a little 2 year old girl who is just as precious as can be. Anyway before, we weren't putting forth much effort to teach the husband but now we are and they both are progressing. the only thing is that they have a problem going to church, it is super frustrating anyway we visited them on Saturday at 3:00 and everything was good. Then the husband went to work at 5:00 later that day. They love feeding us and the wife, Ena made something for us but it want not quite done. She told us to return at later on that night. When we returned,she was just bawling and wailing. I thought, you've got to be kidding me what happened with Foustino her husband. We talked to her and through her tears she told us that Foustino was killed. I can't even begin to describe the feelings I had, here we had a really great family and the unimaginable happen. So we comforted her and left because she went to the clinic to identify him. The next morning, sunday, we tried all morning calling her to see if it really was true because the night before we didn't have any evidence. So all morning she didn't answer her phone. All through church we were worried and all I did was think about them. After we ate lunch, we went directly to her house, we rounded the corner to their street and we saw the bishops motorcycle outside. We walked alittle closer and we saw Foustino sitting outside. Again I can't begin to tell you the relief that I had. Turns out that it was all just a misunderstanding. todo bien.
anyway Im fine, happy and healthy. It's crazy that this week I will have one year in the mission. it's so fast.
I gtg but love you guys and can't wait to hear from you next week
Love from Cartagena,