Merry Christmas Eve!In my absolute haste to get out the door this morning to get to email today, I forgot my study journal that has such a good studyyyy. I'm so mad at myself for it. But I'm going to try to piece it together to the best of my recollection.
So Thursday I was able to go with Sister Laub to Cebu. We got on the ferry and crossed the big blue, and the Naval men on the ship were all in the Navy whites and put on Santa hats to sing Christmas Carols. Then we got on a bus for two hours. When we drove into the city, and I saw all the lights I just started to cry. I don't know why, but Cebu just feels like home to me. We got onto a jeepney, and drove through the city until we finally made it to the temple. I saw the temple and had butterflies! It just feels like home to me. We went and ate at my favorite restaraunt that Sister Rugg and I always ate at, and then we went and stayed at my old house. And! Sister Littell lives there now! I didn't think I'd get to see her for Christmas. Miracles exist. And what is more, guess who walked in the door, Sister Tandiman! She had to get fingerprinted too. So I got to see my Indonesian one last time against all odds. It was a little weird to be in my old house again. The house I lived in my first transfer. Sometimes, I'm a nostalgic little thing, but I just had so many memories coming back to me. It was weird, because all the sisters that I used to live there with are now home and moving on with their lives. I was almost homesick for that transfer all those months ago. I'd do it mighty differently now haha. But we all pulled out all the mattresses, and slept on the kitchen floor.
Sister Carlee Beyer