So long! Farewell! Alvederzane! Goodbye!

April 13, 2015

Well, I am leaving Eatontown! Forever? Probably not. Given my history, I’ll probably get sent back in a transfer or two. Where will I be going? No one knows! Well, actually, Heavenly Father and PT know, but not me! I’ll find out tomorrow in transfer conference. I have super mixed feelings about leaving Eatontown. Part of me is sad, because I love these people. They have been my friends and family for 7.5 months! Yesterday was such a sad day. So many people were crying as we said goodbye. These people have changed me! IMG_1000I’ve made friends that I know I’ll have for the rest of my life. I love them so much 🙂 I’m leaving Eatontown as a different person – it’s been the best experience for my life. I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the entire world. My mission means everything to me! I love being a missionary!

This past week has been pretty crazy because we are being doubled out. We’ve been working like crazy to leave the area in perfect condition for the new missionaries. My hope is that they will be able to hit the ground running, instead of spending weeks trying to learn the area and the people. Our area book is completely updated (except a few potential investigators I need to update), I typed up an ESSAY telling them everything I know about everyone in the ward (which happens to be a lot – what to know so-and-so’s favorite food? I know it. Their scripture study habits? I know it. Their great uncle’s name? I’ve probably met him.), and we tried to set up as many appointments for them, with member team ups, as possible. Whoever gets sent here is so lucky – Eatontown really is an amazing place to be. It is one of the most coveted spots in the mission! Most missionaries who serve here want to be transferred back. Lucky me, I got transferred there three times! 😉
Fam-bam, it is time for me to go! I’m excited for the next transfer. I wonder what it will be like… will the current trend of my mission continue, or will it be different? Who knows! I trust my Father, though, and I’ll do what He wants. Love you all! I love being a missionary!IMG_0972
Sister Cobb
Picture One: The Eatontown 2nd Ward Relief society!
Picture Two: A selfie Sister Folmer and I took while driving last week.
IMG_1001The lady on the right is Sister Marcia Vera (in the picture with four of us). She is a convert from Peru and she comes out with us every single Thursday! It’s amazing, because the sisters here make it a priority to go out with us once a week. Sister Hing is Monday, Sister Vera isThursday, Sister Malus is Tuesday, Sister Abraham is every other day, and Sister McGrath is every other day as well. It’s glorious. They make it a priority, the same way that we are supposed to make daily scripture study and temple attendance a priority. I love it! I want to be like them when I grow up 🙂

The other picture is with Sister Abraham 🙂


This is a picture of me and Sister Murch 🙂 I love her. Brother Murch is our 85 year old ward mission leader. IMG_1006 Brother Murch even gave me a hug! His reasoning, “I’m an old man.” Alright, Brother Murch. It was hilarious.

If a picture is worth a thousand words…

March 23, 2015

How much is it worth if it also has words?

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Believe it or not, this was the first day of spring. It snowed a lot that day. And I LOVED IT. I ate so much snow this year.

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This is a picture with our sister training leaders! Me, Sister Folmer, Sister Quinlan, and Sister Giles. I was in Manchester (further south) with Sister Quinlan. It was amazing. IMG_0886 IMG_0897

These lovely sisters are the spanish sisters. And I love them. Sister Philbrick is on the left, and Sister Ivie is on the right!

This other picture is my companion at the beach. It’s a pretty sweet picture, if I say so myself.
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We went to Seaside Heights last P-Day! (It’s where they filmed the first Jersey Shore episode?). It’s actually SUPER cute. Let me show you.



Picture One: This picture is included for two reasons:

1. I feel as though it will satisfy mom’s constant desire to be a fly on my wall and know every detail about where I am, what I am wearing, what my apartment looks like, etc. You can see my desk on the left, and a lot of Jersey Strong magnets on our fridge. Also, can you see the magnet with our family’s faces on it? It’s hilarious. IMG_0789
2. Sister Folmer wrapped up like a burrito in her favorite blankey after a long day.
Picture Two: Bradley Beach! Mom, you need to see these sandals. I feel like you would love them. Also, my rain coat is possibly the greatest thing I own. I think I have worn it and my rainboots almost once a week since I’ve been here. Contrary to the commonly accepted stereotype, I believe that it is possible to still be cute and be a sister missionary. Am I always successful? No. However, sometimes, it’s not too bad 🙂 Yes, I am still me, and yes, I still love shopping. I’m trying not to be vain though, I promise.


This is Trudy. We were teaching her in Manchester, and in the middle of our lesson, she busted out in GOSPEL SOUL MUSIC praising the Lord. It was glorious. It was like all of my wildest dreams came true in that one moment.
The other picture is the classic, “Posterity Picture”. It is our family tree. Sister Taylor is MY mother (and she is currently training ANOTHER sister – Sister Bingham is on the right of me), and I am training Sister Folmer (the “granddaughter” kneeling on the floor. If only Sister Williams and Sister Taylor’s trainer had been there. Our family picture would have been enormous! IMG_0898

I can’t help it that I love snow. And that it snowed a lot here.




Shorely, it MUST be spring!

This is Bradley Beach! It was FREEZING. But it is beautiful, and when you only look at the water, it looks like Mexico!IMG_0810IMG_0812



March 16, 2015

Change is a beautiful thing, isn’t it? The fact that humans can CHANGE. Through the Savior’s Atonement, we can change and grow and become something more. I know that I am a changed person. And I am continuing to change. I’m so grateful for that, because I have to change even more.

So much is changing here. The people are changing!
Yesterday, as we were singing the sacrament hymn, Brother S walked in. I don’t think I’ve ever seen or heard anything so beautiful as when that man walked in, leading his wife and daughter, and we sang, “Forgiveness is a gift from thee… we seek with pure intent. With hands now pledged to do thy work, we take the sacrament” (hymn 169). It has been over a year since they have walked into the chapel. We’ve met with them every week for months, and they haven’t budged one inch closer to Christ, until now. It’s exciting to see someone start to change their life, and to realize that they are happier because of it.

Forgiveness is truly a gift – a gift from a Father who loves us and a Brother who died for us. How blessed we are to have a Savior and a Redeemer. Through Him, we can CHANGE! Broken souls are healed and hearts are purified. I think that sometimes, people feel like they can’t be forgiven. They’ve gone too far and done too much, but that isn’t true. No matter how far you have strayed from God, he is ALWAYS there, ready to welcome you back. He is our loving Father But you know, sometimes it takes hitting rock bottom to get you to turn to God. People always talk about “the view from up here”. Well, this week, I’ve seen people looking at “the view down there” at rock bottom. They hit rock bottom and see a choice – to turn away from God or towards God.Thankfully, so many people are turning towards God. We had about seven less actives come to church on Sunday! Seven! It felt like Christmas. Every time I turned around, ANOTHER less active member from our area walked in! It was astounding. We have been meeting with some of these people for 7 months (as long as I’ve been here, and some have been meeting with the sisters for years) but they have never come. On Sunday, they all came! Sister W (who brought her two non-member grandchildren), Brother and Sister S (and their 2 year old daughter), Brother J, Sister D, Sister D, and R. S. I can’t explain it, because I certainly did nothing! Every success is the Savior’s. Also, they all stayed for the full three hours. And THEN (to put their cherry on top) R. S. stayed after for a lesson. He’s been less active for years, and hadn’t had any contact with the church until Sister Williams and I hunted him down before Christmas. He seems to have forgotten everything about the gospel during his years of absence, so Sister Folmer and I went back to the basics: the Restoration. Wow, I love the Restoration, and I love teaching about the Restoration. We are so blessed to live in a time when the priesthood is alive on the earth. Isn’t it amazing to think that the true gospel of Jesus Christ is here, and we are led by a prophet of God! I am so grateful to Heavenly Father for restoring the gospel through Joseph Smith. Also, I’m grateful for the Book of Mormon. I know that anyone who prayerfully reads that book will know that it is true, and that it is of God.

As for investigators, Sister Folmer and I are in a “finding stage”. We have a ton of cool potential investigators, but none of our real investigators are making serious progress right now. They start to, and we have amazing spiritual experiences with them, but then they disappear. It’s a New Jersey thing. It’s okay though, because this work is the Lord’s, and miracles happen every day. Yesterday, I was determined to knock on at least one door before going home. Well, we knocked on two. And the second one was an AMAZING Guatemalan family who invited us right in (seriously, the spanish program has it SO easy. People just invite you in on the spot. I don’t think anyone in the English program has ever invited me in to share the Restoration with them right then. Maybe one person, but I can’t recall anyone…) Sister Folmer and I were floored. So we went in and had a really spiritual conversation with them and shared the Restoration with them! The sad thing is, the mother refused to read the Book of Mormon. She absolutely refused to read it. It was so sad, because she loves God and loves His word and has SO much faith, but she isn’t open to the concept that God still speaks to His children today. However, she took the Book of Mormon, and we are sending the Spanish sisters over next week to teach them the Restoration in Spanish. They were pretty amazing though, so I’m excited for the miracles that will happen in their lives as they open their hearts.

Family, I love you a lot. I love the Savior, and I love being a missionary. Choosing to serve a mission was the greatest choice I have ever made.

“As now we praise thy name with song, the blessings of this day will linger in our thankful hearts, and silently we pray for courage to accept thy will, to listen and obey. We love thee, Lord; our hearts are full. We’ll walk thy chosen way.”


Sistah Cobb

Love! Love for Everyone!

February 16, 2015
Happy Valentine’s Day! Thanks for the packages I got this week. Sister Folmer got 2 HUGE Valentine’s Day packages that were exploding with pink and ribbons and chocolate and stuffed animals. Hermana Ivie and Hermana Philbrick got sappy lovey heart/candy packages from their parents.  I got a Valentine’s Day package from Dad: An install-your-own door and window alarm kit with pepper spray. We all laughed. A LOT. It was amazing. (Dad – I’m glad you didn’t get on a plane and fly to Jersey… it was frigid this week. You wouldn’t have enjoyed your stay at all. Also, I’m not sure what I would do with a weapon, once you’d gotten me a concealed weapon permit. It’s the thought that counts though. Overall, I think the roses and pepper spray were a good touch.)IMG_0678
I also got a cute and happy pre-Valentine’s Day package from you all! The notepad with all of our faces on it is hilarious. I showed it to everyone I could. Very scary. But also very funny. And Dad, thanks for the roses. They were BEAUTIFUL (I love flowers so much). Sister Folmer and I actually gave them away. We tied them up with pretty ribbons, made Valentine’s (using the Valentine’s hearts that Mom sent me) and went out to deliver Valentine’s to our very favorite New Jerseyites. I’ll tell you about everyone we gave them to!
Sister W…: Sister W is one of my very favorite people in New Jersey. We’re buddies. She’s 60, less active, and LOVES the gospel. She NEVER used to pray with the missionaries, but when I got here, she started praying at the end of every lesson. She comes to church every other week now, which is a huge miracle. She’s the woman who was praying for help in coming to church (because her work prevented her from coming). Instead of getting a new job, like she’d hoped, she lost her job. But you know why Sister W is so wonderful? She saw it as a blessing. She was so excited that she’d lost her job because it meant that she could come to church every other week! This week, she committed to come to the temple to do baptisms this spring. She can’t wait. Neither can I 🙂
O.H.: Our 88 year old, classy African American lady. She was SO touched when we stopped by with a rose for her. Her house was full of her family and neighbors, and they were all excited to see us. There was just a good feeling in the home. We didn’t even teach her a lesson – we just stopped by for 2 minutes to show her that we loved her.
A:  We haven’t been able to meet with her for the past week. We dropped off a rose with a cute Valentine, so hopefully that will soften her heart.
Sister Hing: Sister Hing is our wonderful member who takes us out every Monday night. She drives us all over the shore and is the perfect team up for our lessons. She also takes care of the missionaries. She gave me a Christmas present, invited us over for New Years, and invited us over for Valentine’s dinner! Ha, it was a single ladies party, with her, her mom, her sister, and the sister missionaries (us). Her invite, “It’s not like you have a hot date or something!”.
Sister S:  We dropped off a rose, so at least she knows we love her, even though we won’t be visiting them for a while.
Sister MG.: She’s the sister who is visiting O.H. with us. She LOVES coming out to teach with us, and (here’s the best part) she’s a good team up too. She doesn’t say crazy things or take over the lesson! She even stays on topic (which is a blessing, because people in Jersey can talk and talk and talk for hours about everything without taking a breath). She’s been fasting and praying for a missionary experience, and she’s been sick. So we surprised her with a rose.
Overall, the roses were amazing. We were able to see TONS of people in a short amount of time, help them feel loved, and it felt good. I love Valentine’s Day. I think it might be my favorite holiday, because it’s a day dedicated to the people you love! You’re allowed to say, “I love you” to ANYONE, and it isn’t weird (unless it’s to strangers, investigators, or burglars)! I LOVE YOU ALL!
After our break-in on Monday, the Spanish sisters moved into our apartment. They did this for a couple of reasons. The first one is because we didn’t feel safe in our apartment by ourselves. The second is because Sister Ivie was SUPER sick and we were taking care of them. The third is because their apartment either has a dead vulture stuck in the walls or mold growing in it, so their apartment isn’t habitable. So our apartment has become a 4-man, and we are safe! Yay!
Family, I love you so much! I miss you tons, but I am so glad I am here.
Sister Cobb

Normal….what’s Normal?

February 9, 2015

Hello dear ones! Mom, remember how last week you said that you were excited to hear that I was done being in the hospital? And Dad was excited to hear that my missionary life has gone back to normal? Well, once again, my life has taken an…interesting turn. Always full of surprises. I’m starting to get a reputation in Jersey for having a crazy mission.

Dad, remember how you sent me that pepper spray last week? Turns out, that was a pretty inspired gift. It came in handy last night, and it is now my constant companion! Last night, Sister Folmer and I were doing our nightly planning, when we heard someone start scratching on our front door. Our front door is NEVER used and you have to have a key to get to it. A man had somehow gotten inside and was scratching on the door (think horror movie) and calling through it to see if anyone was home. It was terrifying. Sister Folmer and I froze, unsure what to do. We got super quiet and didn’t say anything to each other, but we kept looking at the door, because it sounded like the man was going to try to come in. Well, our front door and back door have double locks, with a chain, so it’s pretty impossible to get in. Our sliding door, however, was unlocked (we didn’t know), and the blinds were broken so someone could see in. I was going to go look through the peep hole to see who it was, but Sister Folmer dragged me into the bedroom to hide. When we were in the bedroom and she’d locked the door, we heard someone IN OUR LIVING ROOM slamming drawers. It was so scary! THERE WAS SOMEONE IN OUR APARTMENT! I was going to go out and see what was going on (and try to talk to him – he for sure needed the gospel), but Sister Folmer wouldn’t let me (probably a good thing). We barricaded ourselves in the closet and called the Spanish sisters and the police (in that order – not necessarily the most well thought out thing I have ever done). While we were hiding in the closet, I was trying to imagine what we would do if the man found us in the closet. Pray? Run? Attack? Then I remembered the pepper spray that Dad sent me last week, but I’d left it in the living room! I decided that the best thing to do would be to pray, and so I prayed. And prayed and prayed and prayed. And a sense of peace and reassurance filled my heart. I knew we were going to be okay, but I wasn’t sure how. The Ocean police arrived a minute and a half later (they are really good), but the man had already left. No damage had been done (nothing had been stolen – I wish he’d at least taken a Book of Mormon – and he didn’t come after us in the closet) and he had disappeared. It was the weirdest thing. Definitely not the scariest thing that has happened to me on my mission, but still pretty terrifying. After the police left, we packed up a suitcase and bailed with the Eatontown Spanish sisters to Red Bank (my last area – also the closest sister’s area) to spend the night. IMG_0641Ha, we called our zone leaders to ask permission to leave our area, and I couldn’t stop laughing, because they always get emergency calls from me: “Hey elders, my companion almost died. We’re at the hospital.” “Hey elders, Sister Caetano looks like she just died. We can’t carry her to the car, and we need a ride to the hospital.” (I didn’t tell you about that story – it was horrible) “Hey elders, someone just broke into our apartment. We need to leave now.” I’m surprised they haven’t blocked our phone by now. They almost drove to our area to be our bodyguards while we left our apartment (the Spanish sisters were being watched by a hooded man while they ran to save us in our apartment, and we saw him later trying to get into other locked buildings in the complex), but I assured them we didn’t need extra protection: My dad sent me pepper spray! Also, Hermana Philbrick is pretty feisty and was prepared to use her keys as a weapon. So we bolted to our car, drove past the scary man trying to get into locked buildings, and drove like mad to Red Bank.
And that is the latest adventure of Sister Cobb. Also, I had to take another sister to the hospital this week. Hermana Ivie (one of my favorite people EVER) had a couple of viruses and had to be hospitalized… “Hey elders, Hermana Ivie needs to go to the hospital and she is too weak to get off of the floor. We need you to come give her a blessing.”  It’s weird, I’m growing strangely comfortable in crisis situations. IMG_0631I’m actually more used to dealing with crisis. I kind of enjoy them. Heavenly Father has taught me how to stay calm, positive, rational (minus the part where I wanted to go and talk to the man breaking into our apartment), and to rely on the Savior’s Atonement. My companion is dying? It’s okay, the Savior and His angels are with us. That sister may have just died? We’ll be fine – the Lord is in control. The Lord will sustain and strengthen us. A man is breaking into our apartment? We’ll be fine, we have angels protecting us. I have a testimony of the Savior and His angels. I know He lives, and I know He saves.
We’ve got big plans for this week – we are going to work hard (and try not to get robbed or hospitalized). I’ll let you know what miracles we see this week!
I LOVE being a missionary, and I LOVE all of you!
Sister Cobb

The Field is White…..with SNOW!

February 2, 2015

There is a straight up BLIZZARD going on outside right now! A BLIZZARD! It’s crazy – I’ve never seen anything like it. It took us three times as long to get to emails today, because traffic was crawling! I’m fairly certain we’ll be put on a “car-ban” again, so we’ll be out walking tonight. IMG_0613Should be fun! Today has been crazy though… it started out with a “warm” rain (isn’t it crazy that I now consider 37 degrees to be warm?), then it turned to hail, and then snow. And it snowed 2-3 inches in one hour! What is this place?! We’re not in Kansas anymore Toto.

This week has been quite an interesting one! It’s weird to actually be working my area. Super weird, but also super fun! Sister Folmer and I walked 1.5 miles in a foot of snow the other day. Everyone was out plowing their driveways and sidewalks which meant we got to talk to a lot of people! It was super fun. Every time we saw someone, I was like, “Sis… we should go contact them :)” And she’d give me this look before charging off to go contact them. It was great. Honestly, there is nothing better than being a missionary.
We have been spending a lot of our time trying to build up our teaching pool. It’s amazing, because really we aren’t doing anything extraordinary, but the Lord is giving us miracles. We have a few people to teach, and it’s super exciting! Everything that is happening is the Lord’s doing. Nothing is us. Absolutely nothing. We just have to have the faith to go out and work.
On Friday, we went and saw a woman named O…. She is an 88 year old African American woman, who is super classy. We found her in our area book as a former investigator. Apparently, she’s had missionaries visiting her periodically for over a year, but nothing has ever come of it. Sister Folmer and I went over on Friday, determined to teach her about the Restoration! I’d visited her a few times before with Sister Williams, but she wasn’t a serious investigator. We brought an awesome member with us, Sister M, who just clicked with O! We went in, and for the first time, O was ready and wanting us to teach her about the Restoration. We began teaching her, and the Spirit truly spoke through me. It was an amazing experience. The Spirit filled up the entire room and testified to us all that we were sent to her because God wanted her to hear about the Restoration. Then she said, “I know that’s true. I can feel it right now. God wants me to hear this.” We taught her the Restoration, and it was honestly the most powerful Restoration lesson I have ever sat in or been a part of. It was such a sweet experience. The Spirit testified to all of us that it is true. Joseph Smith IS a prophet and the Book of Mormon IS the word of God! When we invited her to be baptized, she was said, “I think I need to… I can feel that this is true.” AMAZING. Truly, the Spirit worked miracles. This dear sister really wants to come to church, and Sister M promised to save her a seat. We are seeing her again tomorrow!
This week, we are determined to work this area as much as we can. We are trying to be as diligent and faithful as possible. We’ve got a ton of set appointments and a member team up for every single one of them. We want to do this work in the Lord’s way – effectively and powerfully. We are feeling really inspired because of a training that I received last Thursday. Brother Donaldson from church HQ came last week and gave an 8 HOUR training to all of the leadership in the mission (I got a special, surprise invitation, even though I’m not a zone leader or sister training leader!). The training was phenomenal. Our mission has had general authority after general authority visit our mission (L. Tom Perry came in the spring, I met the presiding bishop during the summer, we’ve had two 70’s come, and now Brother Donaldson), because, apparently, Salt Lake is really focusing on the north east right now. We have 7 million people living within our mission boundaries – that’s a lot of souls to save! He said something really powerful to us – he said, “The brethren [First Presidency and the Twelve Apostles] KNOW you. They KNOW this mission. And we are asking you to make some big changes to prepare you for what is coming. This is to prepare you for what you are about to be asked to do.” And then he just left it at that. Dun-dun-DUNNN! What’s about to happen? What are they about to ask us to do? I don’t know! He did ask us to make a lot of changes though. They are asking us to step up our game BIG TIME, and I couldn’t be more excited. The training was all about how to be an effective, successful, and powerful missionary, in the Lord’s way. It doesn’t sound exciting or earth-shattering, but, trust me, it was. My mind was reeling by the end of it. We have to change everything. Not that we were doing anything wrong, but we just need to be better. We have to be the best. The amazing thing is, what he was talking about (having the right mindset, how to do missionary work, etc.) sounded just like what my training experience was like. I truly had the best experience in training. We relied on the Lord in everything, and He wrought so many miracles. We weren’t perfect by any means, but I truly felt like an instrument in His hands. Then, I had a few transfers where missionary work wasn’t my focus, but now I am back. And I’m so grateful that we had this training at a time when I could attend and then apply it to my service. I have so many changes and improvements to make, and now we know exactly what the Lord wants us to do.
To answer a few of your questions: Yes, the sisters in Jersey get to serve at Ellis Island once a transfer! I’ve never been because I have served in the most northern area in the mission and the most southern area of the mission. Apparently, every where else gets to go there, though. Perhaps one day I’ll go 🙂
Want to know some more good news? Our recent convert C… (who also went less active) came back to church on Sunday. WOO HOO! Also, our less actives Sister W… and Sister D… came! We also got in to visit a less active brother who hasn’t visited with missinoaries in years. He is an endowed, Melchizedek priesthood holder who served a mission and was sealed in the temple (and then divorced). He is also less active. BUT, he let us come over on Wednesday with the Bishop and his wife, and it was amazing. They became fast friends. Miracles! And, Heavenly Father led us to a lot of potential investigators. Our less actives areIMG_0589 making progress and the Lord is helping us find people to teach! Also, our less active sister in the Freehold area (I taught her with Sister Houghton and Sister Rogers) called me the other day to tell me that she is going to church every week now! She lost her job, but she sees it as a blessing because now she can go to church. I feel so grateful.
I LOVE being a missionary. Every day is such a privilege. Who cares that it’s blizzarding outside? We get to be missionaries and out helping the Lord bring His children home. I can think of no greater blessing. Family, I love all of you. So very much. Thanks for all of your love, prayers, and packages of soup (that was a funny package – oh, I just love serving a stateside mission… I get so many interesting things from Dad, like pepper spray and framed artwork). Be Jersey strong, dear ones!
Sister Cobb
P.S. Have you ever heard of something called the wind chill factor? I’d never really known about it, because I grew up in Arizona. This is not Arizona. Let’s say that, hypothetically, it were 20 degrees outside right now. Well, the wind chill factor makes it feel like 5 degrees. That’s wind chill factor for you. Enjoy sunny Phoenix, you lucky ducks!


January 26, 2015

Hello family!

Biggest news first: I’M A MOMMA AGAIN! My baby’s name is Sister Folmer, and she is amazing. Honestly.
Ah, well, Eatontown is AMAZING! We are pretty much re-building the entire area, and we’re already seeing success! We’ve found a few new investigators this week, and they seem really promising! We taught the cutest single mom yesterday. We taught her about the Restoration and shared the Book of Mormon with her, and she was super open-minded! She said that she would read it and pray about it. She said, “Maybe this is why God put you both in my life!” (Yes, that is EXACTLY why God put us in your life). We are working so hard. I love it. There is no substitute for hard work. We are going to work as hard as we can to be worthy of the Lord’s blessings. We want to help as many people as possible to hear about the gospel!
I’ve thoroughly loved every second of my mission. Speaking of what’s been going on, do you want to know what’s going on right now? A BLIZZARD. Not sure what missionaries do during a blizzard. Do we go out walking? Driving isn’t an option. We keep hearing that we are going to be snowed in our apartment for a few days. We have lots of kale and carrots (we’re trying to be healthy eaters, but I don’t know how well that will last us in a blizzard… hmm.
infinite x’s and o’s,
Sister Cobb