January 17, 2012
I'm practicing my Norwegian vowels every morning. I have a recorder that plays over and over again... A E I O U Y Æ Ø Å. I feel just like Audrey Hepburn in My Fair Lady. I can hear Professor Higgins every time I get it wrong...which is often. After 8 months here the /Ɯ:/ and the /Ʉ:/ are still almost impossible. By the end of the Norwegian hour my jaw and my lips are tired. Then I walk out to the Bybane, sit down to a random stranger, tell them about the Book of Mormon, and if they are not interested we practice vowels together. I've gotten a lot of people to laugh.
January 18, 2012
First, Happy Birthday Michelle! I've missed you mucho this week! I hope you have a good birthday. I'll think of you all day!
P.S. Marilee wrote me and told me about your hot, new car. Can you please pick me up from the airport?
January 19, 2012
Today Sister B and I saw the sun. We had to stop what we were doing and just turn to face it for a few minutes. I couldn't feel the warmth on my face yet, but I did see the whole sun. I haven't seen the whole sun since Sister S was here. That makes 2 times. I have seen the sun two times since I've been in Bergen. Kinda sad that I distinctly remember the times that I have seen the sun. We didn't worry about getting blind, we just look at the beautiul sun. We look right at the sun, and we were glad.
January 21, 2012
I am witnessing a miracle in Bergen. P is nothing short of an absolute miracle. He doesn't like being such a miracle...but he can't even help it.
Part of me wants to write it all down...but it would take time and work for the words to do the story justice, and still it would be hard to get it right. I write quick thoughts in my journal, but I can't give those parts away either, because without the whole story the wonder isn't there. The best way for me to explain it is with only a few words. He is a miracle.
(I guess that is what happens when I'm an English major and think far too much about words.)
January 22, 2012
Norway is the most Beautiful place in the whole world. When it is covered in snow it is splendid. We got out of the city to take P to get to know more members, and I'm not sure but I think they lived up in Heaven. I cannot live in the city when I settle. I'm my father's daughter, total country girl.
Also... I got some letters this past week from some very special people who I haven't heard much from. These letters made my week...maybe month. Thank you. I hope to write back as soon as I can!
I love you all very much!