Guess who I saw at the VC this week! TJ!! I'm grabbing something in my bag over on the side, I turn around, and there he is. "Hi!" Well, I was quite joyous. And his family was there too. His grandfather is an active member but I'm not sure about his parents. I think his mom is inactive from quite some time ago. She got to see me be extremely enthusiastic about her child. I hope he comes back--he knows where to find me.
Later that same day, Sister Garner decide to walk home from the VC for the night which we have never done before or since. But guess who's just chillin on her porch, enjoying the evening? TJ's mom! So we got to talk to her for a while, and she's a nice lady. And that also means we found where TJ lives (not to be creepy or anything. . .)--right down the street!! Coincidence? I think not!
So, this really funny thing happened starting Thursday night and continuing on to the present time. I got this eye infection thing. . . . I went to a doctor in Keokuk (where the Wal-Mart is; the big leagues, so to speak) and got diagnosed with a corneal ulcer. Don't freak out now. I explained the past Colin situation and tried not to blurt out "my mom will sue if you misdiagnose me and I go blind in my left eye like he did!" But really, they are the most competent seeming doctors I've ever spent 15 minutes with, so I'm going to be fine. Also, I got a blessing from President Gilliland, and I'm really going to be fine.
It's a good thing this has already happened. I've already got all the eye jokes going for me. The depth perception, etc. But it's too bad you aren't here Holly. Every time I go outside I have to clutch my eye and try and cover it with my hair (on account of the sunlight). It's quite the scene. It puts a whole new meaning to "Don't look at me, I'm hideous!" --I've used that several times. For some reason, my eye makes the sisters think I'm quite adorable or something. I think it's the level of pathetic-ness that it has brought me to. See, it's not just me--everybody loves a good cripple.
Because of my precarious situation, Sister Garner and I have been on chat for the last few days. (The Eye has turned me into a veritable Sister Jekyll Rachel Hyder--I am quite the 19th century British literature character.) It's been really good, I think.
I guess we've proved ourselves to the chat spirits that be, because we've finally been able to have some quality conversations on there. We had this really intense one that was two hours long with this awesome guy who was full of good questions. And this other girl who wants to go back to church and hasn't gone for years.
I've needed this change up of missionary style and life circumstances. It's made me appreciate what I had with being on the VC floor, and it's stripped me of my over-anal quest to continually be a better missionary to the point of emotional exhaustion (not to mention the angst--oh the angst).
Life is good. Sister Garner is so good. Love you all!
Love,
Rachel
PS Oh yeah, we gave this tour to this super awesome British couple--he was a member, she wasn't. They were super cool, and the Spirit was strong, and I'm excited for their future.
PPS "Look at how red my eye is! And how puffy my eyelids are" "That's not that puffy." I've found there are still eye jokes that can be created.
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