Christmas time is here...

 Sing like from Charlie Brown!

JK anyway it has not felt like Christmas. Like at all. It's been so warm and green and idk not Christmas like. But I will say Christmas is cool here. Christmas Eve is apparently the time to celebrate here. For dinner we had traditional tamales and potato salad with fruit in it. It was interesting but really good. Then I stayed up until Midnight with all the Latinas until the fireworks went off. I have never in all my life seen so many fireworks. It was insane! Really loud and really pretty. 

My Norte sisters left me last week for their missions and I thought it would be lonely but to be honest with you I'm having even more fun with my Latinas! They're all super close and are super inclusive. If I have no idea what's going on they're sure to stop and have someone translate for me so I can be included. And not only that, but just hanging around with them and sitting with them during meals my conversational Spanish has improved loads! It truly is amazing. I love my Hermanas and I'm sad I only get to go to the mission field with only a couple of them. Most of them are going off to different countries. 

My actual Christmas was super chill. We had a more American traditional Christmas dinner with Ham and potatoes and all that. And the Temple pres. and his wife brought over tons of cookies. That made me happy inside. No doubt about it. And may I just say I really love the old ladies here. That sounds truly horrible but the mission pres's wife, the nurse, and the emotional health lady are so kind and supportive to me. They gave me a stocking and little presents and just are such sweet people. Really I think this Christmas has just helped me to love people. Everyone. Hopefully I can keep that feeling for the entire time I'm on my mission. But we'll see. 

Sunday was really stressful but good at the same time. I've been given the calling of music director in my rama here at the CCM. So that means picking out all the songs and figuring out who's playing the piano and conducting for every single song that is sung on Sunday. So I did that. I taught a relief society lesson, I gave a talk (in Spanish, it was ok), I played piano in one of the meetings, sung a musical number with my district, and I taught a 10 min lesson in Sunday school. And as much as it was a lot it was really amazing. Before I left I got a blessing from mi papa that said don't hide your talents. And I'm definitely not doing that even though at times I really want to. So I want to encourage you. No invite. Cause that's what missionaries do. To not hide your talents and just go forward with confidence in all that you're asked to do. 

Oh and a fun fact. It's a good thing I've been kind of improving my voice by singing to my sibs every night because I've been forced into more singing here than anywhere else in my entire life. I was asked to sing Alto in a choir performance for a bunch of Guatemalan dignitaries, sung a christmas song in Quechi which is a dialect here that sounds freaking weird and is hard to speak (the native Spanish speakers here have to spend 9 weeks here at the CCM to learn it.), and I had my musical number with my gang of boys, and (last night was really cool) I sung with all the american's out of the Children's song book. But being the only girl I had to sing soooooo loud. 

Anyway I love you people! Don't hide your talents whatever they may be! I hope you had a fantabulous Christmas! Till next time!

3 Weeker

Well I'm a 3 weeker. What does that mean? Nothing really besides I've been here for 3 weeks. And all my latino friends left and my Hermana companions are gone on their missions. Except one. She's here for a couple days more because she was supposed to go to Honduras but apparently that country is having some political unrest and they don't want to send the missionaries till it's absolutely safe. So it's nice for me that I won't be the only Norte Sister but I have no idea how long that will last. 

Before I get to far I've heard some rumors that people want to send me letters and packages and such. So here's the info for that! Send them now so I can get them as soon as I get to the mission home! :) Oh and it's suggested you send them through a private carrier like UPS, DHL, FEDEX and other companies like that cause Guatemala shut down their postal service last year and haven't brought it back. 

Address it to: Hermana Marley Mae Judd 

Gautemala, Guatemala City South Mission

Packages: Ave. Reforma 8/60 Galeris Reforma

Torre 2 Nivel 6, 606 Zona 9

Guatemala

Guatemala

Letters: Apartado Postal 340-A

01909 Guatemala City

Guatemala

And they say if you do send it through a private carrier you'll need the mission office phone number. So here it is:

502-2331-1923

Anyway this week has been really good. Spanish I think is continuing to improve. But It's kind of hard to tell. 

As for spiritualness I feel like I've had many experiences pointing out how important it is to be aligned with God's will. And I know that's a really hard thing to do. Believe me I wanted to travel more instead of go on a mission. But I think when we try our best to be aligned and figure out what he wants God blesses us. Because I was willing to go on a mission I was sent somewhere where I could continue my love of travel in a way. I mean I've never been to Guatemala before! And now I live here! So I'd like to encourage you to pray and ask what you need to do to be better aligned. And it might be small or large or nothing at all. But I know if you do you'll be able to be blessed because of your willingness. 

I miss you guys and I love hearing from you! Keep me updated! Till next time!

Semana Dos

Well it's week two! This week has literally flown by but at the same time dragged on forever. I think time at the MTC doesn't exist. Maybe that's why. 

The Holy Ghost is no longer my only companion. I have five! The three sisters who share a room with me are my companions when I'm outside of the classroom and I have two elders I'm companions with during class. I know. The scandal. 

I'm really glad for them though because it makes teaching our "investigator" so much easier and takes a lot of stress off of me. Because before I was pretty much teaching all on my own with the occasional help from a teacher. It was hard.

Speaking of teaching I had a really cool experience. Even though our current investigators aren't real and we're just learning how to teach in Spanish I know that the spirit can be brought out at anytime. We were teaching the plan of salvation. And if the spirit didn't testify it to our investigator it testified to me and to at leas one of my companions that Joseph Smith was a prophet of the lord. Through God's power he restored the true church. And that the Book of Mormon is another testament of Jesus Christ. I was able to bear my testimony about the Book of Mormon in Spanish and still manage to tear up because the Spirit WAS there. It was really amazing. 

And the past two weeks I've had the slight fear that I wouldn't be able to share my testimony effectively and bring the spirit the way I know how because of the language barrier. But that wasn't the case and it makes me so happy that the Spirit can be there even if my Spanish is crap. 

Anyway that was a really cool spiritual experience for me. But besides that I've been chilling here at the CCM. Learning Spanish. Learning the Gospel in Spanish. And trying my hardest to speak Spanish as often as possible. If you can't tell there's a lot of Spanish. I did really well yesterday. I went three hours without speaking a single word of English. I didn't talk as much. But I didn't speak any English so success! 

Anyway I must go! They're kicking me off! But I love you guys! And I love hearing from you! Till next time! 

My Mission- Week 1

My first week as a missionary started off crazy by missing my flight. Aww yeah guys! I only really have myself to blame I misread the departing time and I spent too much time saying goodbye to my family. But in a way it was nice because I had a whole extra night to be with my family. I even got to sing to the girls one last time! 

Next I got to the CCM or MTC (whatever you prefer) and found out I was the only new american sister missionary coming in. So that means for probably the entire time I'm here at the CCM I won't have a companion. But I do have a companion. Espiritu Santo es mi companero. At least that's what I say when people ask where my companion is. 

Although now I'm pretty well known. I'm the sister without a companion, the only sister in her district, and the sister who lost her luggage. So to say the least it's been crazy. But now that it's been a week I'm finally settling down. My luggage got to me yesterday, I hang out with my roomies a lot who are in a different district, and the elders in my district are all really fun and nice to me. One of the presidents here says I'm their reyna. Queen! Woo!

Now for some spiritualness. I've cried several times in the past week due to my great Judd gift of crying when the spirit is felt. But all of the experiences have been really cool. My spanish learning is coming a long but as you can imagine it's still hard learning a new language. I'm kind of struggling remembering words and such but then one day during language study a thought came to me. The Holy Ghost brings ALL things to our rememberance. And that just brought such a wave of peace, comfort, and relief and since then I haven't struggled as much at remembering words. I know the spirit is there and he can help us in everything! 

Well my writing time is up. But I love you guys! Till next week! 

10 Days Left

Well people I've only got 10 days left in the states! Then I'm gone forever! So that's a little crazy and a bit unreal. But hey it's happening! I figure now would be a good time to get all of your information for my weekly email. I'll have that email posted here as well but let's be honest it may not get posted every week. Like we'll try but it's iffy. And as for contacting me....

My Email: marley.judd@myldsmail.net

For Letters: Apartado Postal 340-A 01909 Guatemala Guatemala City Guatemala

For Packages: Ave. Reforma 8/60 Galerias Rforma Torre 2 Nivel 6, 606 Zona 9 Guatemala Guatemala 

I think for these two addresses things will be sent to the mission home and in turn will be given to me. I don't know my actual address yet since I don't actually live there yet. In fact I won't even known for the first six weeks of my mission. In those first 6 weeks I'll be at the MTC and I think the way to contact me will be by Email. But I'll gladly accept letters and try my best to respond to them quickly after that. 

Other than that I don't have much new mission info. But I figure that's fine because starting next week that's all you're going to hear about. 

Now what have I been up to lately? Mainly work. And where do I work? WEGMANS! May I just say working at Wegmans is probably one of my favorite jobs I've ever had. When I leave I'll only have worked for two months. That makes me pretty sad if I'm being honest. Like I cried when I gave my two weeks notice. But in those two months I've made so many friends and everyday is just so much fun. I always feel so fulfilled at the end of the day and just the work environment in general is sooo nice. I'm sad I'm leaving and all the people I've met but they say I can come back and work for them when I get back. Even though it's 1 1/2 years away. So that's amazing. But we'll see if that actually happens. If you're ever looking for a job I suggest Wegmans. 

Other than that I've been hanging with my family. I went on a date with Townsend and ate some delish Mexican food. A Pho date with Mom. And last night I went and watched the new Thor Movie with Cella. That movie was fab btw. It's been a fun couple weeks and I'm sad that I won't be able to hang with all my sibs like this in just a couple weeks. I really do love them.

Sometimes I think about how my life is going to majorly change but then at the same time it's such an extreme change that my mind can't even comprehend it. But I'll occasionally get small glimpses. Like today I taught singing time in Primary at Church and they kept referring to me as Sister Judd and it was a strange realization to realize that's going to be my name for the next 1 1/2 years. Forget Marley. Nope! Sister Judd. Scratch that. Hermana Judd. Pronounced most likely hood because Judd is not a Spanish name in any way. So exciting! 

So yeah it's a short update but I don't have much to tell you people. I've been savoring my sleep and my music. 'Cause I won't be getting a lot of either of those when I go. But it's a sacrifice that will be well worth it. Hopefully. 

Oh and Next Sunday the 26th I'm having a going away party at my house at 6 p.m. if any of you people want to come. It's a dessert potluck kind of deal so it'll be delicious and fun! Fun times! Well till next time! 

Guatemala City South

Well my loyal readers! I'm officially going to the Guatemala Guatemala City South Mission! I got the actual mission call last week and it finalized things. I'm to report the 29th of November. My flight is on the 28th for reasons called flying to a different country. I was kind of surprised that I wasn't going to the Provo MTC. Nope! Instead I'm going to the Guatemala MTC. It makes sense I guess. I guess I just didn't know that Guatemala had an MTC and that's why I'm surprised.

To be honest I'm a little apprehensive. I don't know much about Guatemala and I don't know what to even ask or research. I'm luckier than most people though. My Aunt Melanie served her mission in Guatemala 17 years ago and knows some things that I would have no clue about otherwise.

The main things I know so far is that it's a very poor country and it rains. A LOT! Like buckets and buckets forever! So that's exciting I guess. I've already bought my self a pair of sturdy rain boots and a thin rain coat. Hopefully they last the entire time I'm out. It's going to be weird because it's not a cold rain. It's like living in a warm jungle kind of rain. At least that's what I've been told. 

I've researched a little bit but I'm a little wary of the information I find. This is why. Before I moved to Spain I did some research and it was nothing like when I lived there. Sure they ate pulpo but it was nowhere as rainy and cold as it was said to be, things weren't expensive like some people made it out to be, and people were soooooo friendly! Where as some blogs I read made it sound like the locals could be a tad rude. So I'm kind of wondering if I research will my expectations be completely skewed?! I have no idea. 

Well besides that I'm going to be learning me some Spanish! And I'll have no choice but to become fluent in it! I'm actually pretty excited about that. Sure my base Spanish is from Spain and people will think I'm crazy for my thhhh sounding c's but whatevs. I'm sure I'll grow out of it though. Maybe. Although I really like the Spain accent so maybe I'll be a rebel and try to keep it or something. I've been doing duolingo to try and get me started. 18% fluent guys! That's not very accurate. My friend Aldus is on a Spanish speaking mission right now. He was about that "fluent" when he left and he said he didn't honestly feel that fluent till he had almost left the MTC. So I guess we'll see how I fare once I get there. It does help to be immersed in it though and be constantly hearing it. I know my time in Spain helped my Spanish immensely. Sure I couldn't really talk but my understanding was way better!

But really over all I'm excited to meet new people! It's going to be such an amazing experience to be able to teach these families and learn about their way of life. I love learning and living and sharing a culture. I guess I should go spiritual. I am a future missionary and all. As my friend pointed out when I used the word "hella" in a joking manner. Whoops!

I truly am excited to teach the Guatemalan people how much Heavenly Father and the Savior loves them. I'm excited to teach them about eternal families. (probably the strongest part of my testimony) I'm excited to teach them about the plan of salvation and the atonement and pretty much just everything! I'm excited to share my love and understanding of the gospel. I know it's going to be really hard. But I figure I have so many people who care about me backing me up. If I ever feel like I'm failing I have people there to support me. And in turn I hope I'll be able to support and love people in the same way while I'm out there. 

My life may have taken an extremely different path than most but I'm glad it did. It's prepped me in so many ways. If I were to have just gone straight off on a mission as soon as I turned 19 I don't think I would have been ready. Spain helped me in incomprehensible ways. It made me more confident and sure of myself. It made me more decisive. It helped me realize I can be away from my family for extended periods of time. All in all it made me not scared to do things anymore. 

Me getting back just in time to be there for Mom's cancer and being able to take care of the baby. That was pretty horrible but I was able to be there for my family and it helped me understand and be able to relate to those who have or are going through similar experiences. 

And as for my summer adventures they taught me that I can still have fun in my life. I don't have to be stuck. I did so many things this summer. I went to Washington, I lived in Utah, I went to Idaho, I went on a cross country road trip twice, I went to Spain, and saw so many things! I have a weird irrational fear that once I go on my mission and come back I'll have to face reality and get a job and go to school. While that may be true, this summer taught me that I can have fun while doing it. I worked this summer and was still able to do all these amazing things! So why shouldn't I be able to do the same when I get back?

Overall though I think the past year has taught me that I have control over my life and I don't have to be scared of the unforeseeable consequences because I know in the end everything will work out. Everything happens for a purpose. All of these things happened I think to prep me for a mission and everything else that's coming in my future. I honestly currently don't know why the Lord is sending me to Guatemala. I only know that everything happens for a purpose and the reason I'm being sent there is to fulfill that unknown purpose.

Life is about looking at the big picture. Too often do we focus on the small insignificant things. We judge and criticize, we get insecure, we hold grudges, we speak unkindly, and so many other things. That's what makes us human. That's the natural man.  As my Grandpa Judd used to say, "The lord looks on the heart." And if we remember that when thinking about ourselves and others I think the world would be better. I think we would be more understanding. I'd like to think that we're all trying our best. Despite trying our best we have to struggle with the natural man to be our best. And I think that's what it means when God looks on the heart. He sees our intentions and our desire to be our best. And we should try to do the same with those around us.

Why focus on the little when we can focus on the grand! We're all people. Most of us love life. We all in someway love each other. And we are all trying our best! And I think that's all that should matter.

There was that spiritually enough for you? I think so. Now my dear people I want you to know when I go on my mission I intend to stay me. Some of you may know what I'm talking about others not so much. I'm going to keep my individuality. I'm going to continue being myself. I'm going to still have my love of music, I'm still going to love little kids, I'm still going to love my reading, and my knitting, and my nerdy anime, and I'm still going to love my family. I'm still going to have my likes and dislikes. And I ABSOLUTELY refuse to pick up that horribly obnoxious teaching dialect most missionaries somehow have. I think you guys know what I'm talking about.

I refuse to conform to the mold. I still want to be me. I know I can't indulge really in those likes but I'm still going to talk about them and keep them as part of who I am. I don't know if this makes any sense. Part of the reason I initially didn't want to serve a mission is because I thought I would lose who I am. I've met so many missionaries who have no personality. You know nothing about them. They're just missionaries. Does that make sense? I refuse to become that. And hopefully with that determination I can still be a person. I can have my personality. I can be me and not just another missionary. And hopefully while still being me, I can be the best missionary I can be.

Well now that I'm done waxing philosophical I must say adios. Lastly I shall say that I'm excited for this opportunity to be a missionary. I'm excited to go to Guatemala and meet and teach new people. I'm excited to experience and live in a new culture. And I'm excited to see what the future brings. Till next time! 

The Fun Kid Filled Life That Is Mine

 Well my life has recently been entirely consumed by taking care of little youngins. Whether it be my own siblings or the two cute little kids that I Nanny. 

I feel like I've been pretty productive these past couple weeks though. I went on a play date/hike thing with my friend Jane and her kids at Huntley Meadows. That place is seriously so beautiful. It's a beautiful lake (really swamp) with a gorgeous forest leading up to it. And my favorite part is that it just kind of appears out of nowhere. It's surrounded by houses and building galore but when you're there all you can see is the nature. It's a cool place. If anyone ever wants to come visit I'll take you.

I cut up a watermelon which was devoured within the hour. Norman especially liked it. 

And I had my weekly Sunday doodles. This one was my favorite of this particular Sunday's adventures. (I know I'm horrible for drawing during church)

More adventures with chilluns. The National Coast Guard was giving free tours on their Tall Ship that they train their recruits on. So that was pretty cool. 

As a kid I thought it would be fun to be a pirate or a sailor and then I read about the rigorous physical exertion it takes to sail a ship and I gave up on that dream. I've always been lazy I guess. 

I had an old lady ask if all the kids were mine. That was awkward. As it usually is. But do I look like I could have six kids? I've been told I look old for my age before but I don't look that old do I?! Anyway that was fun. I ran into some families from the ward and they all commented how brave I was on bringing so many kids with me. Sometimes I think about how it should be hard but it's just my everyday life. It really doesn't feel any different. If anything it's easier because it's not our full 9. Perks of growing up in an insanely large family. You all should consider doing it sometime. It's fun. ;)

More play dates at the park. Jane and Nora are besties and it's seriously the cutest thing in the world. 

Then the weekend came and me and Townsend took a mini road trip down to VA Beach. That was amazing! We stayed with our good friends the Jones' in their awesome new house and just spent the weekend with them.

We went to the beach. Obvi. I think someday I want to live by the ocean. I've probably said that before but I don't care. I love it. It makes me happy. I've always lived by water and I can't imagine my life without it. Plus I'd get freaking tan and that's worth the skin cancer right? 

While I was searching for parking at the beach we saw a parade of clowns and one of them tipped his hat at me. That was a new experience. I don't know how to feel about it. Townsend was like, "He was probably really cute under all that makeup." But guys he was in a clown costume. I feel like that's gotta tell you something about a person. Right? 

After the beach we went to a youth dance. I "chaperoned" which was really weird. It turns out stake dances are SUPER awkward and I just never noticed. All those little munchkins just don't know what to do with themselves! Townsend got himself a flock of ladies by the end so that was fun to watch.  

Sunday after first hour of church (and a little pokemoning) we headed back home. Townsend is a wimp and can't drive more than 1 1/2 hours before starting to feel sleepy. So I drove all the way there and most of the way back. Good times. 

As soon as we got home I helped mom make cream puffs and then we went to my friend Jane's Great NOVA Bake Off. A spin off party of  The Great British Bake Off if any of you people have seen that show. There was so many yummy desserts. I was in heaven! And guess what?! Me and mom got Star Baker! Meaning we won! (for those of you who have never seen the show) It was a really fun party and I got new books to read from the lovely hosts so that always adds to the excitement. Well for a nerd like me anyway.  

Anyway that's been my life. Today I dropped Mom, Dad, and the babes off at the Airport. They're going to Costa Rica and I'm stuck being mom for 10 days. Joan-Claire even said, "Marley? When mom and dad leave will you be our new mother?" So yeah Mama Marley is here and it's gonna be a party! So watch out! 

And last news of all I was told by both the Stake Pres. and the Bishop that my Mission Call has been sent so I should be getting it anytime this week! Crazy stuff man! I'm so nervous! I've been having the weirdest anxiety over it. And I'm not an anxious person. Anyway stay tuned! Hopefully it's I go somewhere awesome! 

Till next time!