Well, this week was the first week possessing the infamous
Lewiston heat we keep hearing about. It is hard to go out with the heat. We
take cool-down breaks at the church but then it is hard to go out in the heat again.
Saturday it was supposed to get to 103; I don't know what it did get to but
someone told us it did get to 99.
I try to find solace knowing that July is halfway over, and that what I consider to be summer--June, July, August--is thereby halfway over. But then I remember that last year in East Wenatchee I didn't think it was consistently terrible until about this time, and the last half of July and then August were terribly long. Everyone here tells us we're just getting started with the heat; it won't cool down until the end of August. I might have heard it's supposed to rain this week. I might be able to handle the heat if we keep having rain breaks. I think already we've had more storms than I did last year.
Normally I am absolutely thrilled for the summer to end. This year I'm trying to be better about finding joy in the journey. But I'm also not anxious for the fall. I love cool temperatures, my birthday, Halloween, Thanksgiving, leaf-strewn lawns, etc. But last night at a member dinner the member asked how long I've been out. I told him what we've been counseled to tell, the truthful answer of "over a year." But later he asked what month I go home. I wasn't going to lie to him. It kills me to write what I am now; I can't bear to write how the rest of the conversation went. In one week, I will have no more companions out who go home before I do. :(
A few weeks ago Aunt Terri and Uncle Terry sent me a check. I will not be able to cash it here so I will send it home. I also will try to finish my memories of Grandma and Grandpa before the reunion. I instructed Allie with her birthday money to share with her cousins.[1] By that I either meant sharing in the actual purchase, or sharing what she buys with them.
Have fun with my nephews this week! We have a busy P-day so I can't write more. My bike's not feeling well so I think I'll have to go take it in.
Love,
Elder Melville
I try to find solace knowing that July is halfway over, and that what I consider to be summer--June, July, August--is thereby halfway over. But then I remember that last year in East Wenatchee I didn't think it was consistently terrible until about this time, and the last half of July and then August were terribly long. Everyone here tells us we're just getting started with the heat; it won't cool down until the end of August. I might have heard it's supposed to rain this week. I might be able to handle the heat if we keep having rain breaks. I think already we've had more storms than I did last year.
Normally I am absolutely thrilled for the summer to end. This year I'm trying to be better about finding joy in the journey. But I'm also not anxious for the fall. I love cool temperatures, my birthday, Halloween, Thanksgiving, leaf-strewn lawns, etc. But last night at a member dinner the member asked how long I've been out. I told him what we've been counseled to tell, the truthful answer of "over a year." But later he asked what month I go home. I wasn't going to lie to him. It kills me to write what I am now; I can't bear to write how the rest of the conversation went. In one week, I will have no more companions out who go home before I do. :(
A few weeks ago Aunt Terri and Uncle Terry sent me a check. I will not be able to cash it here so I will send it home. I also will try to finish my memories of Grandma and Grandpa before the reunion. I instructed Allie with her birthday money to share with her cousins.[1] By that I either meant sharing in the actual purchase, or sharing what she buys with them.
Have fun with my nephews this week! We have a busy P-day so I can't write more. My bike's not feeling well so I think I'll have to go take it in.
Love,
Elder Melville
[1] I
sent my niece a five-dollar bill for her birthday. My nephews were staying with
my family that summer.
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