It was fun this week to be the only American in our
apartment and introduce the others to the culturally rich and beloved tradition
of celebrating our gratitude by eating heaps of food. Haha although I could
tell that they thought it was kinda weird when I showed them how to make turkey
hands and a thankful chain counting the days until Christmas. Our feast though
was utterly...astig! We had roast chicken (no turkeys here), mashed
potatoes, gravy and stuffing. They don't have pie here but we had a dulce de
leche pull-apart instead. It was the most magnificent meal I've eaten here. Too
bad there's no Black Friday to follow. 
However, in order to keep with the
spirit of Thanksgiving, I leave this post by saying how thankful I am to be a
on mission. It's only until I've left on my mission that I fully understand
what it truly means to be a missionary. Yeah, sure it's hard when people reject
you or others don't progress. But even still, I'm so thankful for the trust God
has given me to share His restored gospel...in Tagalog. I know that
this work is the errand of angels and I'm grateful to be a part of it.
I was thinking of you, and wondering if you'd get a Thanksgiving at all. I should have known you would make it happen! Thanks for sharing your contagious joy!
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