Hi loooves.

Hermana Brower here, reporting from the field!

I'm in Amatitlan, this gorgey city that's not in the mountains, according to my fantastic trainer, but looks like it is so I'll take what I can get. My area is ROCKING. Can I never leave it? K thanks. The ward here is too good for words, the members are amazing, our investigators are amazing, and I love it. I'm in a companionship with one of my best friends from the MTC, Hermana Weatherford, and we have a stellar, sweet, hilarious trainer, Hermana Garcia, who's in her last month here. We walk faaast and teach lots. Mornings are still obscenely hard but I love the work.

This is going to be THE most discombobulated e-mail of your vidas, but here goes.

Before I get distracted, Ephesians 4. Rocking.

Here goooes.

Sometimes you're flipping through your journal and you read the sentence, "Talked with Jesus in the streets a few times today, I seriously love him so much." (Alright, so it wasn't Jesus Lord and Savior, but the sweetest older guy who has gone to church twice and loves it, and is just THE SWEETEST.)

Sometimes you can't speak Spanish, but you can't speak English properly anymore either and start saying things like, "Oh, yeah, that has sense." (Spanish, Y U ruining my English???) Sometimes the youth here are ADORABLE and I probably need to adopt each and every one of them? I'm pretty resourceful, I'll figure it out.

Sometimes I use sometimes incorrectly, but most importantly, SOMETIMES WE HAVE BAPTISMS!

Anthony is 8 and too cute for words, and Mynor is 15 and sassy and hilarious and they will be the first I adopt. They are both such great boys and their baptisms were amazing. Mynor was just grinning ear to ear, and Anthony was sobbing. It was actually kind of the cutest thing ever, but saddest. He's so, I don't know how to say it, but special, he really is. Just a special little guy who's going to grow up and do something great with his life.

It's been a crazy past couple of weeks, but bit by bit it's getting better and better and I really am loving the work so much. And we usually get up at 5:30 so on P-Days, when we get to sleep til 6:30 - well, glory glory hallelujah.

ALSO we went about an hour and a half into Guate (the locals call the capital Guate, and every time, I'm just like, wait, he went to Guate? We're IN Guate!) to the temple for...a sealing for a family our trainer baptized five months into her mission, her first baptism! It was amazing, and between that and the baptisms...it was just like, that's why I'm here. I love my family so much and am so grateful to know I can be with them forever, and I want other people to know that and be with their families forever, too. I literally feel so, so, so stinking blessed to be here.

Sorry for the shortness, but know I love you all so much and I am so grateful for your support and your goodness and I hope you all have a groovy week!

If that has sense.

Con amor,

Hermana Tabitha Brower