Loads of pictures!

{Yahir and I}

{The Heslop's and I}

{Sister Dittmar and I}

{Miriam and I}

{Alondra and I}

{Sister Stone, Alondra and I}

{ME!}

{Refreshments}

{Miriam, Alondra, me, and Yahir}

{Sister Dittmar and I}

{It's RAINING!}

{Claudia's birthday setup}

{Heidi's baptism}

{Me, Noah, Heidi, and Sister Dittmar}

{Beautiful Portland temple!}

 {Sister Dittmar and I}

{Keeping Oregon clean}

{Cleaning up the streets}

{Turkey, Turkey!}

{Mission President!}

 {Sister Dittmar and I}

{Sweet Montana}

{My Christmas packages}

HAPPY TWO THOUSAND FOURTEEN :)

HAPPY 2014. Woohoo, a new year! New Year's really is a great holiday and a wonderful thing to celebrate. As we went in and out of homes this week, asking about resolutions and helping people to set goals, I realized that New Year's is about change. And this whole gospel is about CHANGE. God has so much in store for us and wants to help us attain all that is available to us! He WILL help us in becoming who He needs us to be. It was one of the best weeks because I got to help people catch a glimpse of their potential, of all that God wants for them. 

This week was just so darn funny! The spirit is always SO strong and I know that we are making a difference in people's lives. Missions seriously are a blast and so hilarious and SO uplifting! 

Last week we went to a woman's house who had wanted us to help her clean out her basement and somehow ended up walking out of there obtaining half of everything we cleaned out! We were wondering what to do with all these random books, games, and misfit toys when it entered into our minds the people who had not had gifts for their children on Christmas. So what do missionaries do on New Years eve when everyone else in the world is either sleeping or out partying?? We play secret Santa but say Happy New Year and drop boxes of fun on their porches :) There is nothing better than knowing the excitement they must feel for the anticipation of what is inside the box. We had to be tactful in our delivery though because the family that we came to had their car running (as if they were going to leave) and their front door wide open! We waited a bit to see if they would actually leave - they didn't, so Sister Larsen dropped us off at the corner and Sister Lyons and I ran to the door with everything in hand. Sister Larsen begins to drive up, we drop the boxes, fly by the door, and jump into the moving vehicle! We were so sly! And the family never suspected it to be the missionaries :)  

It's about time to tell a story of a dog. This particular dog is a pug and found lurking around the trailer park. So there we were, trying to visit an old blind woman named Geri and who comes out of the trees walking up the street?? This little pug. Cute right? Wrong. This dog begins to run toward us, half blind, limping, growling, and rabies infested! (See photo for evidence) We naturally start running to Geri's in fear of getting bitten and are up on her porch knocking in hopes she'll let us in. Her granddaughter answers as the pug arrives at the bottom of the steps only to discover it can't get it's pugish body up them, he paces back and forth at the bottom. The granddaughter didn't let us in because Geri was not there but she sat and talked to us on the porch for a bit (clearly not noticing the dog still pacing at the bottom). I couldn't help but be distracted by it's raspy harsh breathing. After the granddaughter says goodbye, all 3 of us turn around and consider our next step. As if we were in an old western film stepping out into the dirt road to have a duel but instead of us grabbing our weapons we chose to just RUN. We jump off the other side of the porch hear it start running and frantically get into our car as it chases us down the road and then fades off into the distance. 

Oh my goodness! I have a gross animal story for this week. More fascinating than the dog I'm sure and advice I hope I never have to give my kids. It is about the Wilcox family. Sister Wilcox was telling us about how her son was given a tarantella by her son's friend and she wasn't too fond of it, but the boys liked it and so the story goes... Child #1 comes up to Sister Wilcox, "WATCH THIS!" Child #2 opens his mouth and out walks the tarantella!!! He was holding it in his mouth! Sister Wilcox "Sweetheart, we probably shouldn't put tarantellas in our mouths." I thought I was going to vomit. I hope I never have to tell my child to get a tarantella out of his/her mouth!! Gross. Solution: never letting my kids have a tarantella.

We went to the Visitor's Center with a family this week. Their family is so unique. There is a mom, Teri, and 2 daughters, Valerie and Emily. Teri is a kick in the pants. She is so darn inquisitive about everything that you could possibly imagine. And it's not like she cares about the answers even in the slightest, she just enjoys asking. She is like a little 4 year old who asks about everything in sight, keep in mind that this woman is 50+ years old. During lessons it is quite common for her to start venting to us about her 14 year old (who is sitting right with us) and stating, "I really just don't know what to do about her. Do all teenagers go through phases like this? Will you tell her to stop yelling at me! Will you make her come to church, tell her, tell her now or else she won't listen later!" This is the same family that we gave a snow globe-I think I told that story! It is just beyond me why she is asking 3 twenty year old girls to parent her children, but it is quite funny and hard not to laugh. We met with them a second time this week and finally are breaking through to Miss Valerie! HALLELUJAH. She is so confused and does not know where to find answers. She is feeling so frustrated and lost, it is a major step that we even know any of this, she is the most shelled person I have ever met! She builds herself up and tries to protect her vulnerability by talking about how confident she is, it is so heartbreaking to see someone so lost! She is trying to decide if she wants to stay a member of the church, or just move on. During this lesson, Valerie made the comment, "Well, it's not even like you guys would be that different if you weren't Mormon," in defense of her own decisions. This comment struck me more deeply than ever before. I pondered what would be different about me if I was not a member of the church. In those few moments, while pondering that comment in the lesson, in an overwhelming way I realized that I would not be OK. I would not be OK at all! I began to cry while sitting there in the their humble, messy, apartment and realized that even if no one loves, cares or knows about me at all, even if I don't mean a thing to anyone in the world, I know that I do to God. That is what I would be missing if I was not a Mormon. That's how I would be different. I would not be confident in who I am, because I would not know who I am. How can we be confident in something we do not know? I know Valerie felt something during that lesson and realized that she is missing something. I hope with all my heart she will act on it!

I feel such a deep connection with all of the people I am serving here on my mission. I love them all so very much and will never truly be able to describe the way that I feel about these people. I will never be able to express the joy that I feel with these people that I now cherish and hold so dear. It is so hard for me to understand that no one will ever understand how I feel about my mission and this area and these people, except my companions who are here experiencing it with me! My mission has been full of so much joy that I have come to know that this has to be God's work. I know He really does know me and all of us, and that He has magnificent things in store for us! Ask Him what those things are, I promise He will help you to accomplish them.

I love you so very much! 

xoxox, Sister Kerr

The week of never-ending miracles.

What a beautiful week it has been! Christmas in the mission field was marvelous, for several reasons! 

. I got to talk to THE BEST FAMILY ON EARTH, that I get to live with for eternity! 

. I got to serve breakfast at a homeless shelter.

. I had my first selfless Christmas and really got to think about others and their needs rather than my own! And the reason we celebrate Christmas!

I, of course, was missing home, but am so happy with the wonderful, sacred holiday that it was this year!

THE MOST INCREDIBLE MIRACLE EVER HAPPENED THIS WEEK and his name is John. Everything about this story is miraculous, so buckle up!

The woman we live with, Sister Weitz has a niece who lives in Georgia. This sweet little niece is 8 and wanted to baptized in the Hazeldale ward since all of her relatives live here. So, Sister Weitz arranges this all and invites us to come since she will be inviting some potential investigators to it! Oh ya, and it starts at 7 pm. Halfway through the service, during the talk on the gift of the Holy Ghost, we hear 3 loud knocks on the door of the room, we see the door pull slowly open and watch as this unknown man walks in, sits down and totally becomes enveloped in the talk. This man is listening so intently throughout the rest of the baptism, we kind of shrug it off and think, "one of the members must have invited him," and make a mental note to go meet him once this is over. The service ends, we start picking up coloring books and cheerio's that the kids next to us spilled all over, we look up and HE IS GONE. Oh no, we lost our chance! Sister Lyons and I start speed walking, towards the door, then start running down the hall, then realize we are missing our third, Sister Larsen, put on the brakes and sprint back to find her so that we can go find this guy! We get down to the end of the hall and run into Bishop. He starts talking to us about church and the meeting that had gone on earlier, and all I am thinking about is, "where the heck did that guy go?!" As we are half-listening to bishop, we hear 2 people coming down the hall! It's him! Being escorted by a member saying, "Here they are, these are the people you will want to talk to!" This is John. We sit down on the couches with him and our bishop and begin to chat. Turns out, he had gotten into an argument with his girlfriend and angrily got into his car and started to drive around, just thinking. The thought then came to him that he wanted to look for a church, granted, it is now close to 8pm! He saw our church building, which is 1// set back off the road, 2// has little lighting, 3// no cars in the parking lot on the side he came in on, but decides to pull in and try going in! The door on that side of the building was unlocked for some strange reason, so he let himself in. He finds his way through the maze of the dark church building to the clear other side where the baptism is going on. He knocks, comes in, watches the confirmation and then starts asking around where he can learn more about what we believe!

Who goes driving around at 8 o'clock at night looking for a church! How often does an 8 year old girl from Georgia get baptized on a Sunday night, that late in the day, so that the church would actually be open? 

We chatted with him and the bishop for a half an hour and taught him about the Book of Mormon and his loving Heavenly Father. It was truly, the most incredible experience thus far! In his own words, he said, "I have always been taken care of physically, mentally, emotionally. But, I know that I am missing something spiritually and I need something." In typical Kensey-style, my eyes filled up with tears, because I can only imagine what it would feel like to feel that something that huge was missing from your life! Sister Larsen placed a Book of Mormon into his hands and I was overwhelmed by the spirit in that room, and my heart about jumped from my chest. My heart was racing and when I saw him hold that book; I saw him receiving answers to his questions, I saw him changing, I saw him finding happiness, I saw him finding and knowing who he was, I saw his family sitting in church, I saw him as God saw him. I wish I could feel that way forever and ever and ever. He admitted to feeling the spirit too! As he went to leave, he said, "My girlfriend is never going to believe this!" I could hardly believe it and I was there. I woke up the next morning and wondered if it really had happened! I am so excited for what the future holds for John.

Super quick funny story!

Christmas eve we enjoyed breakfast with a wicked fun, young family in the Hazeldale ward! Their daughters are 14 and 12. We are up to the counter dishing our plates and S. Lyons did some funny quote from A Cinderella Story. We both then start quoting it and the girls are looking at us like we are nuts. Girls aren't ever supposed to look at you like you are nuts while quoting that movie, because EVERY girl LOVES that movie. We begin throwing more quotes out there for them to bite onto, but nothing. So then we sadly begin to explain ourselves, which always kills a funny moment. They are still staring at us with blank expressions. THESE KIDS HAVE NEVER SEEN THAT MOVIE AND DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO HILARY DUFF IS. I was truly flabbergasted. Now I understand how it feels when my parents would start singing a song, expecting us all to know it, tell us the artist thinking it would help and then saying, "You don't know who that is?!", looking completely heartbroken. Been there. Done that now. And it was devastating. Good gravy, I'm only 20 that shouldn't be happening! Hilary Duff will always live on in my home though!

I hope you had a splendid Christmas! Write and tell me about it, I would love that! Things are going so well here. That miracle story was just a taste of the good things going on here, I wish I could write you about all the miracles that happened this week, but my legs are asleep and I can't sit here much longer! I love my mission so much and am having the most wonderful, spiritual, happy time ever. I feel so blessed to be given this time in my life. My testimony has grown so much and I am so grateful for the gift of the Holy Ghost that God has given me, so that my testimony can keep on growing! Great news: that gift is available to us all! Ask the missionaries about it! Read your scriptures and say your prayers, I promise it makes a difference. God really does want to talk to you! It may seem that we have to put a lot of effort into getting answers, but when you think about it, it truly is so that we value those answers! Don't feel discouraged, seek and you will find. 

I love you. x's and o's.

Sister Kerr

THE MORE THE MERRIER.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Happy nine days to Christmas! Things have become so very festive and cold and snowy and blustery and just wonderful. Starting where I left off last week, I have two new companions; Sister Larsen and Sister Lyons. Hence the "more the merrier" title! We are having a blast together and are convinced that trios should be the norm now, because it is so much more fun, effective and easy-going. I just feel like I am riding around with a bunch of my friends doing the most important work in the world and having a grand old time while doing it! Sister Larsen is from Brigham City, Utah and Sister Lyons is from Denver, Colorado. Sister Larsen has the longest, blondest, most beautiful hair ever! Sister Lyons has the same sense of humor as me, I haven't laughed this much since I was home, I think! They are just great and are rockin' missionaries. 

Also playing into "the more the merrier" theme is that we are now covering 2 wards! We are in Hazeldale and Aloha 2, which is fun as well. We are so busy, it is insane. We don't have enough time for all of the appointments we need to get to, which is the GREATEST thing ever on a mission. I love it!

The people that I have met in the Hazeldale ward have been so fantastic! They are working with so many less-actives and it is so enjoyable getting to know them. I LOVE meeting people so much! One of them is a native upstate New Yorker, which was so exciting! She grew up in the Owego Stake - I felt so represented! She also pronounced kindergarten like your average New Yorker, which was quite nice :) 

My favorite theme of this week would be finding our way through confusing times. We taught two lessons where this was the theme, or at least it is what I came away feeling like I understood more. My testimony has been strengthened so much as a missionary. Everyday I know more and more firmly that God is my loving Father and that this church is His true church here on the earth today. Our discussion with several less-actives and a NEW investigator centered on the question, "Why would a loving God confuse His children with so many churches?" I have thought about that SO much throughout my life. If we are all God's literal children and we are trying so hard to return to live with Him again and HE WANTS US TO MAKE IT BACK; why would there be so many different answers, when we all have the same goal? I have decided that there cannot be! God has one over-arching plan for us all, there is only one answer for His children to make it back to Him. That is what is unique about the message I am out sharing with people all day. He has RESTORED what had already been established on the earth by Jesus Christ himself. And it is the answer for us all. It is through His RESTORED gospel that He can bring us home to Him. I know this may sound very biased, but if you really think about it, why would God give each of His children a different set of directions to get to the same place? He wouldn't. I have come to know my Father so much in these past few months and I know without a doubt that He would not do that to His most prized and treasured creations, His children. 

As this Christmas season continues to approach, try to come to truly know Jesus Christ, our Savior and very best friend. He knows you infinitely more than you know yourself. He loves you more than you love yourself. Your concerns are His concerns. Trust Him to help you, that is why He is here. That is why He came to earth, He truly was a gift to us from our Heavenly Father, THAT'S WHY WE HAVE CHRISTMAS. Come to KNOW him, really know him. Pray and ask for help with coming to know Christ, our best and heavenly FRIEND. 

I love you all so much and am so grateful for you! I am so excited to be here in Oregon for Christmas this year and for the next 13 months, time is going by way too fast. I LOVE the experiences I am having here and the people I am meeting, the friendships that will last forever. I only have 2 Christmas' away from home. I get to experience 2 Christmas' where strangers will invite me into their home and share everything they have with me, share the celebration of the most important birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ. I AM SO BLESSED. 

Love you forever! 

xo, Sister Kerr 

p.s. travel safely wherever you are headed! 

p.s.s. Read your scriptures and say your prayers, God wants to talk to you! You just gotta talk to Him first!

what a week.

Hello hello!

This week has been a whole lot to handle, but I have LOVED it! My dear, sweet companion is going home today for medical reasons, which has been really hard. I am going to miss her so much, but am so excited for her to get feeling better. She is such an incredible missionary and so full of love for all of the people we work with. We had a good, fun, productive, last week together though!

Best parts of this week would be:

1// going to the visitor's center with a girl we are working with, Emily! She is the funniest thing ever and of course, it was a wonderful night. The visitor center sisters did a special Christmas Devotional and the temple grounds were decorated for Christmas! The spirit is always so strong there. Including a huge, marble nativity that was in the reflecting pool. It was so gorgeous and really kicked off Christmas! Emily loved it and come to find out, invited a friend and went again later that week! She is so incredible.

2// Aloha 2nd Ward knows how to throw a party! Sister Dittmar and I helped decorate for the most intense ward Christmas Party that I have ever been to. The theme was The Polar Express, complete with a life-size train, pulled by primary-children dressed up as Rudolph. It was such a fun time. The ward members were great and got a lot of people to the party. We were able to spend the night with Heidi and Noah and the Levenseller's - which just equals out to a fun time! Oh ya, Sister Dittmar, Elder Pugmire, Elder Freshour, Brother Jenson and I all sang too and I did not laugh during it! 

3// BEST THING EVER. Miriam from Oregon City was baptized on Saturday in Molalla into the Spanish Branch and I was able to go! We sang hymns in spanish, I was once again "Sister Keeer", I got to see all of the Chavez's and Sister Stone and some of the members from OC. It was just a beautiful day. Molalla is in the boonies of our mission, so we got a lovely, long drive out there. It was so so so GREAT. I love them and that place. I got butterflies when we started to get close, that drive really felt like I was going home. I love Oregon City!

This has been a good week. I am sad to be leaving Aloha after a short time and I don't know where I will be going! Hopefully somewere in the Beaverton West Stake so I can keep close with all of the wonderful people here, especially so close to Christmas! And I should be back in Aloha 2 next transfer! 

Any mail you feel inclined to send should be sent to the mission office now!

Sister Kensey Kerr

1400 NW Compton Dr. Ste. 250

Beaverton, OR

97006

xxxxxxxoooooooo, 

Sister Kerr

there goes the third.

Goodbye Transfer 3 and HELLO to Transfer 4! Sister Dittmar and I get to spend another transfer together in Aloha 2nd Ward and we are quite happy about that. This week was just lovely, between Thanksgiving and a BAPTISM, I would not have expected anything less than lovely! It was hard as usual, but everything ends up being good when you are on a mission.

One of my favorite things this week happened back on Monday. We had dinner with a family in the ward and had an amazing discussion on missionary work afterwards. I love seeing the vision of missionary work click for members. This work is seriously so exciting and so satisfying to everyone who becomes involved, and when a member catches that spirit and is ready to go and help others catch that spirit, good things are coming! They boosted our spirits a lot too by thanking us - members, do that to your missionaries. It helps more than you think! P.S. unity in the ward is key, so go be united! 

 Another highlight of this week was on Tuesday. We had a training meeting, which was so helpful and so fun. So much of the mission is young, and the majority of the missionaries are either being trained or training, President thought it would be beneficial to do a big training thing and it sure was! I learned so much about teaching and got to see a lot of missionaries that I love and miss. You really do become like a family out here! Afterwards, we got to go to President and Sister Morby's for a bit to visit. President and I looked at pictures of Oswego and ate chocolate covered blueberries, it was quite enjoyable! I showed him pictures of harborfest and the river and bridges and barge - it was just a good old time! I love the Morby's.

Thanksgiving was wonderful! We spent it with the Brennan's and the Kavanaugh's. Sister Brennan is the one with the food blog and she is the one who sent the thanksgiving pictures. Which is great, since my camera will not let me send pictures! I sat at the kid table (by choice) for part of it and enjoyed a nice discussion on Hello Kitty, kites and tiaras. They were adorable! 

Saturday was Claudia's baptism. It was splendid and the spirit was so strong. Claudia is 18, so the young women were in good representation and they sang "I Know That my Redeemer Lives." It was beautiful and I love this church! Her mother spoke on baptism and it was the most genuine and heartfelt talk on baptism that I have ever heard. They are just a great family!

Also this week, we dressed up like jail-mates and cleaned litter from the side of the road! It was so fun and disgusting. I never knew regular people did that, I just always assumed they were convicts doing community service time. The Reel Family adopted a street, so we got  to help out, then go back home for pie and whipped cream. Such a fun time!

We moved into the ward boundaries this week. We are now living with the sweetest members eva!!!!!

new address is: 

The Prettiest Sister Missionary in the World

4668 SW 191 Ave.

Aloha, OR

97007

I'd like to end this week on a spiritual note, imagine that! In my studies this morning I was reading in 1 Nephi 8. Everybody should read that chapter this week, try and do it at some point! It is talking about the vision of the tree of life, which represents the gospel. In this story there is the tree (of God) and then there is a great and spacious building (not of God). I have read this story probably 55 times, but today something so different stood out to me. In this vision, there is an iron rod that leads, directs and supports people to the tree of life. But, it then talks about the journey to the building, how it is dark, strange, and many are lost and drown. I noticed so clearly today the distinction between the two options that we have in life. I think it was last week that I talked about our ability to choose between these same two choices, returning to live with God, or not. And with these two choices, God gives us incredible resources and support and lovingly reaches out to us. He gives us an iron rod; not a twig, or a path marked with chalk hoping it won't wash away, but an IRON rod. The other choice that leads us to worldliness and sorrow is not marked by a path, there is only darkness and strange ways and some people become so lost and drown on their journey there. Why do we even choose that path? Why do we want to go somewhere, when the person inviting us provides us with no directions, no help, no map, and doesn't even care if we get lost on the way? While the other option is to follow a clear, direct, happy path given as an invitation by someone who has provided a way and does care that we make it. Consider this choice that we have, it seems so clear! Please turn to our Heavenly Father and the support that He has for each of us. 

I love you all a whole ton. Please be safe and have a fun week. Happy Christmas Season! Talk to you soon.

xoxoxo, Sister Kerr 

count those blessings!

Well aloha family! HAPPY THANKSGIVING from the wild, wild west!

This morning was wicked interesting in the worst way (I may be a little dramatic). Sister Dittmar and I left to come to the Family History Center to email. We are the only ones in the zone with a key, so we tend to go right at ten so anyone else who wants to come can get in. We unlock the door, come in, turn all of the computers on, take our coats off, and lay everything we possess, EVERYTHING down. Then I decide to use the restroom while everything is loading, so we head to the bathroom. We come back from the bathroom and we are locked out. I am going to cry even thinking back on it, it is not quite funny yet! All of everything is in there, our phone, the keys - to both the FHC and our car - and we are alone, with no phone numbers. Worst morning of my mission so far! So we sit down, having not a stinkin' clue what to do. A few minutes later the elders in our ward showed up, hallelujah! We used their phone and tried calling people. No one answered except some other missionaries who then called around to find a key in the stake. An hour later, after being stranded by our own stupidity, we were saved by a saint, a sweet old lady with a key showed up. I am never letting go of our keys again. EVER.

mom- i about died reading the story of you and the drill at the elementary school. that is the funniest/sweetest/most heroic/julie-est thing ever. i just LOVE you.

dad- i love your email, please don't leave me hanging for so long this week! keep me busy with your news from home! i keep seeing piles of wood and thinking, "that sure is some nice firewood. we should hurry and stack that up!"

whitney- i am alive and got your letter! thank you pretty girl. i love the pictures!

grandma- i am definitely more motivated to plant those seeds. THANK YOU!

Like I previously mentioned, we were over an hour late to email. So now there are several missionaries waiting for a computer and since this is all kind of my fault (embarassing), this will probably be short. In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I'll just list my blessings this week!

1// Sister Acosta (my mission version of Whitney) took us shopping and I found a great deal on a winter coat. It is so cold here now <---- that is a blessing now though, because i have a cute coat!

2// Our dinner appointment sent us home with a container full of cream puffs.

3// Alex read from the scriptures for us and totally remembered what faith and repentance mean and how they can help us. 

4// Olivia leaned over right after and asked me if she could read one! We did the cute little primary program version where I whisper to her and she says it out loud. Then she told us about her prayers. She is too cute.

5// exchanges!! my first experience with exchanges and I loved it so much. Sister Pauga came to Aloha with me for the night. This was really, incredibly helpful and came at a time that I really needed it. Sister Pauga is from Australia and only has one week left on her mission, so obviously she knows a lot about being a missionary and her perspective was exactly what I needed! She helped me to realize the blessing that my mission is being to my family and friends at home. Even if I don't see a lot of fruits from my labor here, I know it is effecting you all at home. I know that now, thanks to my sister training leader. I am excited for another exchange.

6// We helped the youth make angel dolls for a children's hospital!

7// Heidi had a really rough day, and we followed a prompting and showed up when she needed us to! Two days after being baptized, she realized all on her own that she could call a priesthood holder and ask for a blessing. This lady blows my mind, I am so happy for her!

8// Mandy made us cinnamon rolls and hot cocoa and we had a premature Christmas party! Set up the tree and all and we each have our own stocking :)

9// Joined the enrichment dinner and three people we are working with came! woooohooooooo.

10// we did family history work with Heidi and are finding names for her to take to the temple! I also got to do some of my own and found a name that needs work at the temple, so super exciting! Go do it dad!

11// We contacted a referral from one of our members and she let us in and let us teach the restoration! i love teaching. we just need more people to teach!

12// We visited on the phone with Janelle again and I was so nervous, but it went so well. She accepted to read the Book of Mormon, if we would answer any questions she has. DONE! I am excited for her, she really is a very sweet girl!

13// got a letter from my dear, sweet grandmother on the very day that it was needed. Thanks for following that prompting Grandma!

14// Claudia was interviewed for baptism and is all ready to go on Saturday the 30th at 11am! Or 2pm for you eastcoasters :)

15// Fulfilled our goal to go the visitor's center again this week! With the Kavanaugh Family. They are great!

16// I impressed a 4 year old with my skills of remembering the powder puff girls. We both like Bubbles!

17// THE FAMILY HISTORY CENTER WAS UNLOCKED FOR US THIS MORNING! My favorite blessing, today.

It was a great week! The holidays are hard, but it is a darn good thing I love being a missionary so much, because it is worth it! Please keep Sister Dittmar and I in your prayers this week. I love you all! I think you said the elders in Pulaski are coming for Thanksgiving, super jealous! Tell them to enjoy it, Thanksgiving is my favorite! Love, love, love you.

xoxoxo, Sister Kerr