Well I will just let you know right now the big news: I got transferred. It definitely didn't come as a shock since I have been in Valencia for six months but it's still super hard. We got the calls Saturday night and I have been called to serve in Barcelona! I am right in the city (la sagrada familia is in my area) it's great. I am still going to be a sister leader trainer and I am finishing the training of Sister Durham (the second half of her 12 week program) so once again I get to go to the training meeting I am so excited! I have been so privileged to go to four training meetings (including my own). I'll let you know more about my companion and my area next week but she is a doll! I can already tell we are going to get along so well.
But the worst part of transferring (I know it's bad to start a paragraph with but, but I didn't want to make the paragraph so long that it would give you a headache, excuse bad form for ease of reading) was for sure saying goodbye to the people. I avoided telling most people that I might be leaving until I found out for sure on Sunday evening but a lot of people guessed so the goodbyes started early this week. Cesar, an investigator of the elders, long story why we are helping the elders every once in a while, has been investigating since I got to Valencia so I have gotten super close and when we taught him with the elders he said the prayer and blessed me that I would never leave and that I would stay in Valencia. It was so cute! Then on Sunday when Rosemary (investigator) found out from an elder it was the WORST! She bawled and I told her we could email and she could send me photos of her baptism but she kept saying "it's not the same it's not the same" super sad. I'm going to miss her like crazy. Then after church the morning two wards sang God Be With You Till We Meet Again. It was the worst. There were so many crying. I totally got choked up not going to lie. Another hard goodbye was the Flores family. We did a family home evening with them last night and the sixteen year old daughter Heidi said the prayer and as she prayed for me she started crying and later on when we were leaving she ran after us with tears in her eyes and gave me her bracelet that she always wears. It was so cute!
Anyway, onto less sad stuff. This week really was pretty noteworthy but I don't have a lot of time so just quick summaries: We couldn't have district meeting in the chapel so we went to a castle that wasn't too far away. It was so cool! Then another crazy thing the Valencia missionaries did was we got up at 4 one morning and ran the dry river! It was gorgeous! Oh and I scraped up my left leg a little when I tripped yesterday morning because I was running for exercise time rather than packing (surprise, surprise I left packing until the last minute). I'll send you a picture sometime it's kind of cool. It swelled up a bit. I'm an idiot.
Sorry the end was kind of rushed but I've got to go. I love you guys! I'll write again soon!
Hermana Tuttle
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