Welp I have left Venezuela! My first area. I was there for 4 changes. Aproximately 6 months. 1/3 of my mission. Time has gone by incredibly fast. I've made many friends and adopted many as my family. I'm going to miss my patojos, mis mamas, mis hermanos, mis elderes. Just everyone. But I luckily live in a time of technology so I know I'll be able to keep in touch and I know that saving up to travel is not impossible so I'll be able to visit them far away in the future.
Y ahora estoy en un lugar se llama El Tesoro. Or The Treasure. I've legit only been here for 1/2 a day so I don't know how I like it quite yet. But from what I can tell it's a nice place. Actually it's beautiful. Like freaking gorgeous. Way more beautiful than Vene. And my comp is lovely. Her name is Hna Camargo and she's from Panama. Panamanians are known to be crazy and partiers so we'll see as time goes by if that stereo type is true or not. ;)
Anyway I'm sure you're interested in my new area but I honestly have nothing to say yet. So wait till next week. And now for my last week in Vene.....First I would like to make it known that in my last interview with the pres of the mission he told me that I was probably leaving and that I had two weeks to say goodbye to everyone. So my last week was very full of food and crying. I said goodbye to my Elders, and my patojos, and investigators, and everyone. Really it just hit me that I have my own little family here. I have people that love me. And I hope that I can find another family here in my new area. And really I just learned that when you love people they love you back. And that's something I've always known. But it was just made obviously clear. So people remember! If you want to be loved be loving. And that's my message of the week.
Oh and this week we also had the baptism of Annie and Brandon. That honestly doesn't even feel like the same week. But anyway it was the sweetest. Brandon bore his testimony and said, Ï'm thankful for the missionaries teaching me."And I started crying because I was grateful too. That I got to be a part of their life and just be the person who got to be there. There's baptism was like a last goodbye gift. A reminder as to why I'm a missionary. I don't know my people. I just love my Annie and my Brandon. I'm glad that my time in Venezuela ended with them. And that's all I have to say. And now for a crap load of pics. Till next time! Ciao!
Marley
P.S. I'm super proud of myself because I made tortillas de harina and they were perfectly round. Fin.
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