This week's email also keeps bouncing back to me. Trying again...
Dear Momma,
I think I sent last week's email to you 3 times, and it kept bouncing back to me. Did you get it at all? I'll sen a copy of it off one more time just in case.
Could Jeremiah's new area be Springville? That's really close to Provo. I understand where he's coming from - I think practically all missionaries have at least one or two areas (if not all of them) that they really fall in love with. I would've been content to stay in Sundsvall my entire mission. It's tough, but I think it means we're doing something right. We're supposed to love the people. It's hard giving everything you've got to someone, loving them, struggling over them, and watching them grow, and then saying a quick goodbye and taking off (and even that quick goodbye is kind of a luxury we miss more often than not). There's very little closure with this work.
I'd love to draw something for Casey's gravestone. It may take me a little while (a week or two), but I'll come up with something. Would you like the sword and shield together or separate?
Friday, May 27, 2011
Re: re-sending THIS week's email (part 1)
Things are going pretty well for our investigators. We have one young man (Pontus) with a baptismal date set, and two others (a teenaged boy from Mongolia named Bilgun and a Swedish woman named Cecilia) who could set their dates any day now. Syster Dabb and I are just trying to practice patience because WE know they're ready, but they need to make the decisions for themselves (especially Cecilia - she's very independent). We have another investigator that just makes our whole lives better every time we see him. His name's Bahman, and he's a middle-aged man from Iran. The first time we met him, he was one of the saddest people I'd ever seen - just totally torn down and beaten by life. But each time we've met him in these past few weeks, he's been happier, and visibly healthier. We've got a long way to go with him, but we can actually SEE that he has changed in just these few weeks we've been with him. This gospel actually DOES change and heal people. Isn't that a miracle?
Well, Momma, my time's running out. I hope you have a wonderful week, filled with your own miracles and mercies. Remember that I love you.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
Well, Momma, my time's running out. I hope you have a wonderful week, filled with your own miracles and mercies. Remember that I love you.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
Re: Going to bed!
Hi, Momma.
I'm glad you got the packages, more or less in tact. What was damaged? I'm losing all my faith in the postal system. I'm glad Keira loves the fairy. Give her a hug and a kiss from me, kay?
Once again, my companionship's been changed up. We're no longer a 'tri-panionship.' The senior companion was transferred to go train a new short-term missionary, so Syster Dabb (my MTC companion) and I have been left with Uppsala all to ourselves. ...And we LOVE it! We're trying to make the most of this time we have to learn for ourselves, instead of just following the 'older' companion's lead all the time. Sure, we may make a lot of mistakes, but it's fun. We can laugh it off and keep going. I adore Syster Dabb. Being her companion again has helped me feel lighter and brighter than I have for weeks and weeks.
I realize it's been a long time since I've really talked about how the work's going over here. Uppsala's a really interesting area. The ward is really tiny and really weak. Syster Dabb told us when we first arrived that the area was going to close for missionaries, but about a week before that would've happened, a boy moved into the area who had been meeting with other missionaries, and he was ready to get baptized. So the area stayed open and we moved down from Sundsvall just for the sake of this one boy's baptism (which hasn't happened yet, but we're working on it). And in that one week, everything changed. After months and months of no progress at all, people who wanted to learn more about the church just started coming out of the woodwork. We're working with three people who want to be baptized soon (we're aiming to have those happen before February's over) and a few others who could do the same if things go really well. In short, the work's wonderful.
I've been thinking a lot about the things you've said and felt about Chynna lately. I found a book in the ward library that I think might help. I read it this week, and I found some valuable insights in it. It's called "When A Child Wanders," by Robert L. Millet. You can find it through Deseret Book. And I want to suggest something that one of my leaders here shared with me. He explained to me that it's not fair for us to measure success by other people's outcomes. He told me that my investigator's decisions (or the decisions my friend or future children make) don't determine whether or not I have been a good and successful missionary (or friend or parent). He suggested that maybe I need to measure my success simply by what I put into these relationships, rather than what comes out of them. He reminded me that Christ was the perfect Master Teacher, but even He was misunderstood and His teachings were rejected. Is Christ's mission make less perfect or his atonement less infinite by the fact that not everyone He came to save will let Him save them? The fact is, sometimes we DO know that there is a better way. We DO know that there are better choices that would give the people we love greater happiness. But Heavenly Father doesn't force His will upon us, and we shouldn't try to force it one anyone else. happiness and agency are inseparable. The Plan of Happiness revolves all around agency. Every commandment the Lord gives us is safeguard against things that rob us of agency. The purpose of Christ's atonement was to make total free agency possible. Lucifer's obsession always was and still is subjecting us to his will (whether to our exaltation or damnation), and for that reason I'm really trying hard right now to break this habit I have of wanting to MAKE people be good and trying to MAKE people be happy. I'm trying to learn how to just show love and be at peace, no matter what the people I love may choose. I'm hoping that in this way I can show my trust that the Lord will keep His promises and make all things right in the end.
And I think I've lectured long enough now. I hope something in all that is helpful to you. Whether it is or isn't, just know that I love you.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. I'm just going to throw a suggestion out. I've spoken a few times with the mission therapist here since Casey passed away. It's given me an opportunity to just think out loud and have someone who can act as a 'sounding board' for me to talk at while I figure out how I think and feel about things. Sometimes I don't really know what I think about something until I hear myself say it. So I feel like it's done a lot of good for me. Especially because this is someone I don't have a personal connection to, so I don't have to worry about what he thinks, and I can just be honest. Have you considered asking the bishop or stake president if there's someone like that in the stake? It's not a matter of trying to 'fix' something that's broken, or getting analyzed and then getting all the answers to the problems. It just helps, I think, to have some help talking things out from someone who knows how to do that.
P.S.S. I just got a notice that I've got an overdue credit card payment.
I'm glad you got the packages, more or less in tact. What was damaged? I'm losing all my faith in the postal system. I'm glad Keira loves the fairy. Give her a hug and a kiss from me, kay?
Once again, my companionship's been changed up. We're no longer a 'tri-panionship.' The senior companion was transferred to go train a new short-term missionary, so Syster Dabb (my MTC companion) and I have been left with Uppsala all to ourselves. ...And we LOVE it! We're trying to make the most of this time we have to learn for ourselves, instead of just following the 'older' companion's lead all the time. Sure, we may make a lot of mistakes, but it's fun. We can laugh it off and keep going. I adore Syster Dabb. Being her companion again has helped me feel lighter and brighter than I have for weeks and weeks.
I realize it's been a long time since I've really talked about how the work's going over here. Uppsala's a really interesting area. The ward is really tiny and really weak. Syster Dabb told us when we first arrived that the area was going to close for missionaries, but about a week before that would've happened, a boy moved into the area who had been meeting with other missionaries, and he was ready to get baptized. So the area stayed open and we moved down from Sundsvall just for the sake of this one boy's baptism (which hasn't happened yet, but we're working on it). And in that one week, everything changed. After months and months of no progress at all, people who wanted to learn more about the church just started coming out of the woodwork. We're working with three people who want to be baptized soon (we're aiming to have those happen before February's over) and a few others who could do the same if things go really well. In short, the work's wonderful.
I've been thinking a lot about the things you've said and felt about Chynna lately. I found a book in the ward library that I think might help. I read it this week, and I found some valuable insights in it. It's called "When A Child Wanders," by Robert L. Millet. You can find it through Deseret Book. And I want to suggest something that one of my leaders here shared with me. He explained to me that it's not fair for us to measure success by other people's outcomes. He told me that my investigator's decisions (or the decisions my friend or future children make) don't determine whether or not I have been a good and successful missionary (or friend or parent). He suggested that maybe I need to measure my success simply by what I put into these relationships, rather than what comes out of them. He reminded me that Christ was the perfect Master Teacher, but even He was misunderstood and His teachings were rejected. Is Christ's mission make less perfect or his atonement less infinite by the fact that not everyone He came to save will let Him save them? The fact is, sometimes we DO know that there is a better way. We DO know that there are better choices that would give the people we love greater happiness. But Heavenly Father doesn't force His will upon us, and we shouldn't try to force it one anyone else. happiness and agency are inseparable. The Plan of Happiness revolves all around agency. Every commandment the Lord gives us is safeguard against things that rob us of agency. The purpose of Christ's atonement was to make total free agency possible. Lucifer's obsession always was and still is subjecting us to his will (whether to our exaltation or damnation), and for that reason I'm really trying hard right now to break this habit I have of wanting to MAKE people be good and trying to MAKE people be happy. I'm trying to learn how to just show love and be at peace, no matter what the people I love may choose. I'm hoping that in this way I can show my trust that the Lord will keep His promises and make all things right in the end.
And I think I've lectured long enough now. I hope something in all that is helpful to you. Whether it is or isn't, just know that I love you.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. I'm just going to throw a suggestion out. I've spoken a few times with the mission therapist here since Casey passed away. It's given me an opportunity to just think out loud and have someone who can act as a 'sounding board' for me to talk at while I figure out how I think and feel about things. Sometimes I don't really know what I think about something until I hear myself say it. So I feel like it's done a lot of good for me. Especially because this is someone I don't have a personal connection to, so I don't have to worry about what he thinks, and I can just be honest. Have you considered asking the bishop or stake president if there's someone like that in the stake? It's not a matter of trying to 'fix' something that's broken, or getting analyzed and then getting all the answers to the problems. It just helps, I think, to have some help talking things out from someone who knows how to do that.
P.S.S. I just got a notice that I've got an overdue credit card payment.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Re: Mom again!
Hi, Momma.
As for the gifts... You know I don't listen very well. ;-) I probably won't send many more since it is a little pricey, but you know I can't help spoiling Keira just a little.
Working with a trio is very different, but I think I like it. I think it's definitely helped me at this stage. I really love Sister Dabb, and I'm thrilled to be her companion again. She's a middle ground between me and Sister Maxwell, so it helps us all get along better.
I know I've been spoiled thusfar - a car, private computers, a really nice apartment (the Sundsvall apartment was the newest in the mission)... At least it's not as cold down here. The temperatures have been right around the freezing point, some days it's melting, some days it's not. I'm amazed that 'just freezing' actually feels pretty nice to me now. (Did I tell you that it was -20F at Christmas?)
I don't mind you emailing Nate. I told him in my last letter that I really appreciate him wanting to help my family. I just want to know what's being said. You've got way too much dirt on me. ;-)
I'm really happy for Darla, and that's really wonderful that you got to see her at the temple. I kind of turned into a temple junkie out there in Utah. I really miss getting to go now. I'm glad you're getting to go. Keep going for me. It would really be wonderful to have Dad and Danita in the temple with us when we do Casey and Maw-Maw's work. I'd love that.
Casey's headstone sounds great. He would like that, I think. As for the court case... I honestly believe that we HAVE to forgive the people responsible, Mom. If you seek retribution, I wonder if you'll ever be able to let go of the anger. If you seek retribution, you're never going to heal. Ruining someone else's life won't bring Casey back to us, and it won't improve our situation. Nate was right - that anger we feel is like cancer. We can't keep it. If we do, we're the ones it's going to destroy. And that doesn't help Casey either.
This time limit thing is really obnoxious. I have to go. I love you very much, Momma. Please take care, and pass my love on to everyone else.
Love,
Syster Hillar Kiser
P.S. Don't forget to pray.
As for the gifts... You know I don't listen very well. ;-) I probably won't send many more since it is a little pricey, but you know I can't help spoiling Keira just a little.
Working with a trio is very different, but I think I like it. I think it's definitely helped me at this stage. I really love Sister Dabb, and I'm thrilled to be her companion again. She's a middle ground between me and Sister Maxwell, so it helps us all get along better.
I know I've been spoiled thusfar - a car, private computers, a really nice apartment (the Sundsvall apartment was the newest in the mission)... At least it's not as cold down here. The temperatures have been right around the freezing point, some days it's melting, some days it's not. I'm amazed that 'just freezing' actually feels pretty nice to me now. (Did I tell you that it was -20F at Christmas?)
I don't mind you emailing Nate. I told him in my last letter that I really appreciate him wanting to help my family. I just want to know what's being said. You've got way too much dirt on me. ;-)
I'm really happy for Darla, and that's really wonderful that you got to see her at the temple. I kind of turned into a temple junkie out there in Utah. I really miss getting to go now. I'm glad you're getting to go. Keep going for me. It would really be wonderful to have Dad and Danita in the temple with us when we do Casey and Maw-Maw's work. I'd love that.
Casey's headstone sounds great. He would like that, I think. As for the court case... I honestly believe that we HAVE to forgive the people responsible, Mom. If you seek retribution, I wonder if you'll ever be able to let go of the anger. If you seek retribution, you're never going to heal. Ruining someone else's life won't bring Casey back to us, and it won't improve our situation. Nate was right - that anger we feel is like cancer. We can't keep it. If we do, we're the ones it's going to destroy. And that doesn't help Casey either.
This time limit thing is really obnoxious. I have to go. I love you very much, Momma. Please take care, and pass my love on to everyone else.
Love,
Syster Hillar Kiser
P.S. Don't forget to pray.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Re: Hello!
Hi, Momma.
Some weird things are going on here, so... Well... I'll just explain.
We got a call from our mission president last Tuesday. He told us that we needed to pack our things and move to Uppsala on Thursday. We weren't supposed to have a transfer for 10 more weeks, so we were completely caught off guard and went a little crazy getting everything packed and updating all the records for the elders who'd be taking over Sundsvall. So anyway, I'm now in Uppsala (about an hour from Stockholm). I'm still with Syster Maxwell, and we're now in a trio companionship with my MTC companion Syster Dabb. (This happened because Syster Dabb's companion was on a slightly different schedule from the rest of us for some reason, so her time to go home came up in the middle of the transfer. I'm not really sure how it works.) I'm really happy to be back with Syster Dabb, by the way. So to answer your question about the car, I won't be getting it back. ;-) Sundsvall's the only area with a car that sisters can go to, so I'll be on foot and bikes and buses for the rest of my mission. On the whole, I'm pretty happy about the move. As I said in my last letter (funnily enough), I think I needed to get out of my greenie area. We have about 3 brand new investigators (meaning we met them THIS WEEK) who want to get baptized already, so we're pretty excited. The downside to this is that our chapel here doesn't have computers, so we have to use the ones in the public library. I once again have a one hour time limit in which to write my emails to you, Dad, and my mission president. Grah!
I honestly don't know what Casey thought about suicide. I don't know if he understood it as a serious sin or not. But I am positive that he was not thinking clearly at the time he did it, and I absolutely do believe that Heavenly Father will be merciful to him. Remember - God's justice isn't like man's justice. Man's justice is usually just vengeance. God's justice requires no less OR MORE than the natural consequences of our choices. For Casey, the natural consequence is that his time on earth is over. It may be harder for him to make some changes now that he doesn't have a body, but the Atonement still applies to him just as much as it ever did, and it always will. I realized something about judgement and the kingdoms we inherit as we were teaching our 'eternal investigator' couple a few weeks ago. There's really nothing more we can do for these two because they choose not to step any further forward. The Celestial Kingdom is a place designed for eternal progression. It is open to all people who choose to move forward. We decide to go to one of the lower kingdoms when we decide to stop learning and growing. Heavenly Father will never block us from moving forward. It's what He wants too. It really is all about enduring to the end - and choosing not to let there be an end.
My time's up. I love you, and I miss you. Take care.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. You can tell Nate that he's no worse of a driver that any other Utahn I've met. Any my companion was driving. My record's still clean. ;-)
Some weird things are going on here, so... Well... I'll just explain.
We got a call from our mission president last Tuesday. He told us that we needed to pack our things and move to Uppsala on Thursday. We weren't supposed to have a transfer for 10 more weeks, so we were completely caught off guard and went a little crazy getting everything packed and updating all the records for the elders who'd be taking over Sundsvall. So anyway, I'm now in Uppsala (about an hour from Stockholm). I'm still with Syster Maxwell, and we're now in a trio companionship with my MTC companion Syster Dabb. (This happened because Syster Dabb's companion was on a slightly different schedule from the rest of us for some reason, so her time to go home came up in the middle of the transfer. I'm not really sure how it works.) I'm really happy to be back with Syster Dabb, by the way. So to answer your question about the car, I won't be getting it back. ;-) Sundsvall's the only area with a car that sisters can go to, so I'll be on foot and bikes and buses for the rest of my mission. On the whole, I'm pretty happy about the move. As I said in my last letter (funnily enough), I think I needed to get out of my greenie area. We have about 3 brand new investigators (meaning we met them THIS WEEK) who want to get baptized already, so we're pretty excited. The downside to this is that our chapel here doesn't have computers, so we have to use the ones in the public library. I once again have a one hour time limit in which to write my emails to you, Dad, and my mission president. Grah!
I honestly don't know what Casey thought about suicide. I don't know if he understood it as a serious sin or not. But I am positive that he was not thinking clearly at the time he did it, and I absolutely do believe that Heavenly Father will be merciful to him. Remember - God's justice isn't like man's justice. Man's justice is usually just vengeance. God's justice requires no less OR MORE than the natural consequences of our choices. For Casey, the natural consequence is that his time on earth is over. It may be harder for him to make some changes now that he doesn't have a body, but the Atonement still applies to him just as much as it ever did, and it always will. I realized something about judgement and the kingdoms we inherit as we were teaching our 'eternal investigator' couple a few weeks ago. There's really nothing more we can do for these two because they choose not to step any further forward. The Celestial Kingdom is a place designed for eternal progression. It is open to all people who choose to move forward. We decide to go to one of the lower kingdoms when we decide to stop learning and growing. Heavenly Father will never block us from moving forward. It's what He wants too. It really is all about enduring to the end - and choosing not to let there be an end.
My time's up. I love you, and I miss you. Take care.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. You can tell Nate that he's no worse of a driver that any other Utahn I've met. Any my companion was driving. My record's still clean. ;-)
Re: back to work
Hi, Momma.
To answer your questions first:
No, in fact both of our dryers are broken now, so it all gets hung up to dry inside our apartment.
Things are fine with my companion. Anyone can find something to get cranky about when they spend every minute of every day, sleeping and awake, together. We really are doing fine.
The teaching's going well. We're finding a lot of new people to start teaching right now, so it's a lot of trial and error. We had EIGHT investigators in church yesterday, which is unheard of. Typically we feel accomplished if we get one to show up.
Yes, I'd love to have one of Casey's programs and a wrist band.
Driving the stick shift... is no longer relevant. We crashed the car on Saturday. No worries. I'm not hurt, and neither is my companion. (We're actually the second companionship since November to trash a car and walk away totally unscratched. The Lord really does watch over and protect His missionaries.) We fell asleep on a long drive and ran into the guard rail, and then bounced across the lane to hit the other guard rail, and then repeated until all four corners were smashed. Now she only drives straight if we hold the wheel at a 45 degree angle, and her back tires make an awful groaning noise. So we're walking and taking the bus for a while. It's probably for the best. I've started gaining weight because every time we get fed, the members think my plate needs to be refilled about 4 times and insist I eat every bite of it. The walking might help take care of that.
I'd love to have a few of Casey's shirts and his books. Thanks for thinking of that. I'd also love to read the books you're reading once I get home. "As The Father Hath Loved Us" sounds really good. I really want to read "The Miracle of Forgiveness," but it seems that missionaries are actually DIScouraged from reading that until after they've gone home. Oh, well.
Tell Keira that I fought Casey for possession of my old room every time I came home to visit, and I'll fight her for it too if she thinks she's going to take it over now. Casey's a lot bigger than me, and I won every time. I think I can take her. ;-)
If you think you're going to give up and let Rich do all the parenting from now on, Keira really will have problems later on. You didn't fail as a parent with any of us (including Casey), and you're not going to fail with Keira. Keira actually has a much better chance of turning out right than any of the rest of us because you and Rich are united when it comes to church, having a family, and raising her. You and Dad didn't have any of that working for you at all. Chynna's going to figure things out. Maybe you remember, I traded my family for my friends for a long time too. I outgrew that, and she will too, sooner or later. Be patient. Keep loving her.
Doing the temple work together when we get home will be great. Do you think we could find a way to do it in Utah? I'd love for you and everyone else to get to see the inside of the Salt Lake Temple some day. I wanted to take Jeremiah there back in July, but we just didn't have time. It's crazy that Jeremiah's a District Leader now. His mission really seems to be flying by. Mine seems very slow, due to the longer transfers (5 weeks down, 10 more to go for this transfer). I realize that I only have about a year left, but it seems like I'm still at the beginning since we can't get past this second transfer, and I'm still in my greenie area.
Did you know that Uncle Richard served his mission in Sweden? Cause I didn't. If I'd heard it, I didn't remember. He just sent me a letter saying he was a greenie in Sundsvall too, and that Grandma Evelyn had ancestors in Sweden. I didn't know that either. Funnily enough, he mentioned some members that I do know here - Hakan Stegeby just helped us get our poor car back to town yesterday. Could you pick his brain for me and send me more information? I honestly had no idea I had legitimate relations here. For months I've been telling everyone that I'm not Swedish at all, and that God's sense of humor is the only reason for me being sent up here. ;-)
I wish I could say more, but we've got a lot to do, and it's going to take a lot longer to get it done without the car, so I need to finish here. I love you so much, Momma. Take care, and please try to be happy. You pray for me, I'll pray for you, and Heavenly Father will take care of both of us.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. Did Unlce Richard go by Elder Smith or Elder Lambert back then? I didn't realize he doesn't go by Lambert until I got his letter; it actually took me a minute to figure our who Richard Smith was.
To answer your questions first:
No, in fact both of our dryers are broken now, so it all gets hung up to dry inside our apartment.
Things are fine with my companion. Anyone can find something to get cranky about when they spend every minute of every day, sleeping and awake, together. We really are doing fine.
The teaching's going well. We're finding a lot of new people to start teaching right now, so it's a lot of trial and error. We had EIGHT investigators in church yesterday, which is unheard of. Typically we feel accomplished if we get one to show up.
Yes, I'd love to have one of Casey's programs and a wrist band.
Driving the stick shift... is no longer relevant. We crashed the car on Saturday. No worries. I'm not hurt, and neither is my companion. (We're actually the second companionship since November to trash a car and walk away totally unscratched. The Lord really does watch over and protect His missionaries.) We fell asleep on a long drive and ran into the guard rail, and then bounced across the lane to hit the other guard rail, and then repeated until all four corners were smashed. Now she only drives straight if we hold the wheel at a 45 degree angle, and her back tires make an awful groaning noise. So we're walking and taking the bus for a while. It's probably for the best. I've started gaining weight because every time we get fed, the members think my plate needs to be refilled about 4 times and insist I eat every bite of it. The walking might help take care of that.
I'd love to have a few of Casey's shirts and his books. Thanks for thinking of that. I'd also love to read the books you're reading once I get home. "As The Father Hath Loved Us" sounds really good. I really want to read "The Miracle of Forgiveness," but it seems that missionaries are actually DIScouraged from reading that until after they've gone home. Oh, well.
Tell Keira that I fought Casey for possession of my old room every time I came home to visit, and I'll fight her for it too if she thinks she's going to take it over now. Casey's a lot bigger than me, and I won every time. I think I can take her. ;-)
If you think you're going to give up and let Rich do all the parenting from now on, Keira really will have problems later on. You didn't fail as a parent with any of us (including Casey), and you're not going to fail with Keira. Keira actually has a much better chance of turning out right than any of the rest of us because you and Rich are united when it comes to church, having a family, and raising her. You and Dad didn't have any of that working for you at all. Chynna's going to figure things out. Maybe you remember, I traded my family for my friends for a long time too. I outgrew that, and she will too, sooner or later. Be patient. Keep loving her.
Doing the temple work together when we get home will be great. Do you think we could find a way to do it in Utah? I'd love for you and everyone else to get to see the inside of the Salt Lake Temple some day. I wanted to take Jeremiah there back in July, but we just didn't have time. It's crazy that Jeremiah's a District Leader now. His mission really seems to be flying by. Mine seems very slow, due to the longer transfers (5 weeks down, 10 more to go for this transfer). I realize that I only have about a year left, but it seems like I'm still at the beginning since we can't get past this second transfer, and I'm still in my greenie area.
Did you know that Uncle Richard served his mission in Sweden? Cause I didn't. If I'd heard it, I didn't remember. He just sent me a letter saying he was a greenie in Sundsvall too, and that Grandma Evelyn had ancestors in Sweden. I didn't know that either. Funnily enough, he mentioned some members that I do know here - Hakan Stegeby just helped us get our poor car back to town yesterday. Could you pick his brain for me and send me more information? I honestly had no idea I had legitimate relations here. For months I've been telling everyone that I'm not Swedish at all, and that God's sense of humor is the only reason for me being sent up here. ;-)
I wish I could say more, but we've got a lot to do, and it's going to take a lot longer to get it done without the car, so I need to finish here. I love you so much, Momma. Take care, and please try to be happy. You pray for me, I'll pray for you, and Heavenly Father will take care of both of us.
Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser
P.S. Did Unlce Richard go by Elder Smith or Elder Lambert back then? I didn't realize he doesn't go by Lambert until I got his letter; it actually took me a minute to figure our who Richard Smith was.
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