Hi, Momma.
Very, very tired. The elders in our zone wanted to get together in Stockholm for some sports today, but Sister Dabb and I thought it over last night, and decided it just wasn't worth it. We'd much rather stay home and take it easy (as much as that's possible) just for once. So that's the plan for the 5 hours of p-day we've got left: do as little as possible. ;-) (One thing I will be doing, though, is finishing Casey's design. It'll be in the mail every soon.)
I am very happy, all the same. Pontus and Bahman are both doing great, and becoming good friends. Pontus is going to help us get Bahman off the cigarettes this week. Bahman's really funny. He's got me set up on this ridiculously high pedestal in his mind. (He doesn't believe me at all when I tell him I was a moody, rebellious teenager. Go ahead and laugh.) Sister Dabb says he just connects best with me. We're both imaginative, emotional, dreamer types, I guess. But anyway, at least once (usually many times) per lesson, he gets this startled look on his face over something I've just said. He keeps asking me if I can read his mind and if I know him better than he does because of the things i say. Apparently he really needs to hear them. I'm just glad that I seem to be getting something right by accident every now and then, but he's convinced that I can see straight into his soul.
Spring's definitely coming now. It's above zero today! (zero Celsius - so it's in the 30's in farenheit) So happy about this. I never want to see winter again. ;-)
Tell Keira I love her the most, and I'm glad she's feeling better. Also, if she leaves her dolls in my room, then they're going to become MY dolls. ;-P And ask Chynna if she got my email last week. I'm not sure if her old email address I used is still good or not.
No, I haven't seen anything to do with teh tax forms. There are no more messages about it in my BYU account that I can find, so it should've been mailed. I'm not sure what else I can do about it. It's good that the insurance claim went through. Paying tithing definitely works! This whole gospel just works. When we honor the commandments and do what we've been asked, everything really does work out, though it rarely works out the way we imagined it happening.
And speaking of things that are working out, Nate sent me a letter last week saying that he's finally made up his mind to give up looking for someone else and just wait for me. Sister Dabb can tell you I'm just twitterpated beyond all reason. I almost don't believe it, though. It's just too good to be true. I'm waiting until his next letter comes before I really let myself believe it (in case the next letter's going to say something like, "Dear Hillary, I fell over and hit my head on a rock the other week and wrote a bunch of nonsense that I can't even remember now, so please disregard that last letter..."). ...I can't even think straight about it. I'm just too crazy about this boy for my own good.
Well, Momma, I need to let Sister Dabb have her turn to write her momma too. So I hope you have a great week, and can't wait to hear from you again. I love you so much!
Work hard, play hard, and pray hard, as always.

Love,
Syster Hillary Kiser