So first off, Sister Jones and I are basically twins. It was actually kind of creepy the first couple days hahhaa. She likes wearing black, like me, she and I quote SNL for days. On Thursday we were talking about SNL and freaking out because none of our companions have watched SNL that much, and at the same time I said, "I love Jimmy Fallon." When she asked, "Do you like Jimmy Fallon?" We both just got big eyes and freaked out. We're already finishing each others sentences.
We both are slightly feminist, we both have similar political views, each one of us wants to at least get a Masters, we both look at marriage and raising children the same way (which, of course, is limited since neither one of us are married or have kids). And we talk way too much and are almost having too much fun. It's unreal. We have the feeling that since it's so good she'll probably be transferred in 6 weeks :/. But that's okay. That just means I'll probably only be here for 41/2 months, which is also okay.
So, Cleveland. It's a different world up here. Total country. Everyone has issues with smoking. It's kind of nasty actually. Some people's homes are way potent and it makes me a little sick. Members even have issues with smoking. It's sad. Really, it's such a disgusting habit, it smells bad and ugh. Gross. So glad that that's not really big in California. Well, not as much as it is here.
The ward. Small, lots of less actives. Our area covers 103 miles top to bottom. We only get 1300 miles a month. Needless to say, we basically stay in one area. We don't really have much of a map (my goal is to get a map up and running by the time I leave this place). It's going to be hard, I can already tell. But I'm willing to work as hard as I can to help the area so that the next missionaries that come in will appreciate the work we've done. It's already improved since it was white washed, but since this area is so hard I have the feeling I'm going to really have to step it up with my obedience. Which, of course, is welcome, but it will clearly be a daily effort.
It was sad to leave Roswell, but I was ready for something new. Roswell will always be in my heart, that place is wonderful.
Sister Woodward made sure that we went and said goodbye to her. She gave me a hug when we finished visiting with her and whispered that I was her favorite. She wants to keep in touch. I love Sister Woodward, she was like my second mom in Roswell. Mindi gave me a scarf and a necklace and wants to keep in touch.
But really, Sister Jones and I are way too alike. Also, she was raised in California, LA County, until she was 13 and then they moved to Gilbert, Arizona. Fun fact: none of the missionaries in our ward are from Utah! That's a feat. Just sayin'. So, she understands the pull to Southern California. We're already making plans on me being at her homecoming because she gets home a transfer after I do, and I want to go through the new Gilbert Temple.
We both went to bed and just kept talking and talking and talking and talking. We could talk for days. We're both so interesting. Just kidding. But for reals though...
I'm excited to serve with her and work in this area. It will be hard, I already sorta kinda miss the city, but that's okay.
Love y'all the most!
Sister Smith
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