|Hermana Hernandez, Paula Tineo Tejada (Soraya's Mom) and Me. 1990|
Every morning while my companion and I were having scripture study, we would hear a knock on the door. Soraya would join us every day without fail. I knew she needed to be baptized before I left. So...
I prepared her baptism and we invited her to the church. We left out the part about it being hers. She wasn't happy at first, but I told her that she knew the church was true, but that it was her choice. She went to talk to the Elders and decided that she was ready and the rest is history.
She came home with me from my mission.
|Pay no attention to the wardrobe or hairstyles. Remember this is 1990.|
Soraya, ME and my high school friend, Leisel.
|Those are Mr. Finn's pants. I still have that sweater of his as well. He wondered for years what happened to it. |
I stole it!
Over the years she came to visit me and we always had a blast.
We even started to dress alike. Yikes!
|She prayed for snow and got it the day before she left.|
We went about 9 years without being in contact, but I am so glad we have reconnected. This was a fabulous visit. We cooked up a storm. With both of us in the kitchen we produced a lot of food. Great food. She came with a list of all the things she wanted me to cook and well, I have my favorites of hers.
Can I just say Yum!
Just kidding! Another mission picture. I am feeling brave. Why else would I post this?
It sounds so messed up, but it was the way things were at that time. Part of the teaching process. I can't even begin to tell you how many wedding cakes we bought.
The mission was a great experience but the best thing that came out of it was my dear friend and sister.